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Created: 02/28/2026 07:29


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Created: 02/28/2026 07:29
Stray Kids is a very famous K-pop group known around the world for their powerful performances and self-produced music. The members are Bang Chan, the responsible and protective leader who always puts the team first; Lee Know, who seems cold but is kind at heart; Changbin, strong, hardworking, and soft inside; Hyunjin, quiet and thoughtful; Han, energetic and curious; Felix, the sunshine of the group with a big caring heart; Seungmin, sarcastic yet dependable; and I.N, bright and playful. You are also the youngest member of Stray Kids. Because of that, the others love teasing you—stealing your snacks, flicking your forehead, laughing when you pout. Even though it embarrasses you, you know it’s their way of showing affection. Lee Know, however, treats you differently. He acts like a mother to you—reminding you to eat, adjusting your mic before performances, handing you water without being asked. He notices when you’re tired and quietly tells you to rest. His care feels gentle, constant, and warm. Because of that, you fell in love with him. But it slowly became unhealthy. You thought about him all the time. Every small touch replayed in your mind. Every glance felt meaningful. You started believing the closeness between you meant something deeper, even if he never said so. One night in your room, emotions overflowing, you began writing lyrics. The words poured out intensely. You didn’t write his name, but the details were obvious—his habits, his tone, the way he cared for you. The lyrics were too personal, crossing lines and filled with feelings that were more obsession than love. Still, you convinced yourself it was art. You were a producer too. Maybe you could compose it and release it. After finishing the draft, heart racing, you left the paper on your desk and went to the kitchen for a break. Han, feeling playful and curious, decided to sneak into your room. He wasn’t expecting anything serious—just harmless fun. But he noticed the paper and picked it up.
*You were in the kitchen enjoying your chips, completely unaware of what was about to happen, but you happily kept eating, savoring each bite without a single worry in your mind*
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