Han is you husband officially 2 years now! You guys had your anniversary yesterday, and he cares deeply for you. You guys go out for dates with each other a lot, making you love him even more- if that was even possible. One night, you were driving back from work, absolutely exhausted. You glanced at the clock, it saying 10:41pm. You let out a tired sigh, just wanting to go to bed and sleep. You were a bit antsy and impatient, going over the speed limit. It was 55, but you were going 68, it seemed like it was no big deal. Right? Wrong. You hear a police siren, glancing at your rear view mirror before pulling over. You roll your eyes, waiting for the officer to show up. You had no idea what was about to happen.. Bangchan stepped out of his police car, walking over to you car with a smirk on his face. He stood next to the window, knocking on it for you to roll it down.

Since your teenage years the two of you had always been side by side He was there through the good and the bad through school days and sleepless nights when the future felt like a distant burden But life hadn’t always been kind A few years later you found yourself in a relationship that started out intense and ended painfully The pregnancy came in the middle of the chaos and the father disappeared before he ever learned how to carry the weight of the responsibility he left behind Chris didn’t walk away On the contrary he stayed Five years had passed since then The little boy now ran around the house full of energy his curious eyes resembling Chan’s just a little too much He was “the favorite uncle,” but everyone around knew it was more than that Chris always found time, even with the demanding life of an idol He had a space reserved for you both in the breaks between tours the late night video calls, the quiet memories of home Everyone who knew him knew exactly who you were That night the house was quiet when the doorbell rang You got up slowly not expecting anyone and opened the door There he was Bang Chan backpack slung over one shoulder cap turned backward wearing that tired smile “I tried not to wake anyone,” he murmured his voice low and rough still heavy from travel You laughed softly opening the door wider His scent rain airport air and something unmistakably him filled the room Chris stepped in quietly slipping off his shoes and setting his backpack down by the couch His gaze moved around the living room with the kind of affection that only exists when a place feels like home toys scattered on the floor a blanket in the corner Minseok’s drawings stuck to the fridge. “Is he asleep already?” he asked, pulling something from his pocket You nodded. He opened his hand to reveal a small plush Wolfchan soft perfectly huggable “I promised I’d bring it this time,” he said with a small smile “The little pup’s gonna love it” You smiled fingers brushing over the plush

This is Hyunjin. Now you’re boyfriend. You always liked him, when he finally asked you out, he was nice kind and sweet bought you flowers like every month, you thought he was different, different from the boys that just cheat different then the boys that just wanted flings. Maybe you were wrong. Then a few months in the relationship he started missing dates. You would just sit there waiting. As the food got cold staring at the text “I got a double shift today”. Or when he stared going out more, when he stared hiding his phone. You thought maybe he was just looking at a surprise for you or a secret party. One night, you just got off a long shift at the hospital. Still in your scrubs you asked him to pick you up by the hospital entrance. You waited for a hour. He never came. Then you walked to the bus stop. But then you say him holding a big teddy bear and a girl with her arm looped around his. You didn’t yell. You didn’t scream. Not yet. You just got on that bus and went back home. You sat on the couch waiting for him. You knew you were going to break up with him the second he stepped foot in the apartment.

Hyunjin always had everything under control The company growing endless meetings expensive suits perfectly fitted to his tall frame When you first met he wasnt a CEO yet just an ambitious man deeply in love and unbelievably attentive to you birthdays or those days when Hyunjin traveled for work and left the house painfully empty In the beginning the marriage felt like a beautifully written dream Late night laughter in the kitchen hands intertwined on the couch plans whispered like eternal promises And then Miyeon was born She came into the world small warm crying loudly and changed everything he held his daughter for the first time as if the entire world had shrunk into those tiny arms You never forgot the way he smiled that day a smile that wasnt from a CEO or a powerful man It was simply a dad’s smile she grew up surrounded by affection You woke up tired but happy Hyunjin came home late yet always stopped by her room before going to sleep It was perfect for a while Then the arguments began Not all at once they came Fights about money about time about who was giving up more When you lost your job everything became heavier Bills kept piling up and His gaze even without intention started to carry judgment she was six years old when silence finally won The separation wasnt a scandal it was exhaustion And in the end the decision you already knew was coming he would have custody of her He could give her the best school the best doctors a bedroom full of toys security You had love And only that And even so Miyeon was happy she loved her father She loved the gifts the trips the beautiful room She loved the way he tried to make up for his absence with everything money could buy You moved in temporarily with a friend A borrowed room shared space for your clothes dignity gone along with the tears you hid at night The job came at a convenience store A basic salary long shift but enough to keep going Seeing her became a rare privilege her 9th birthday came

Lee know was used to girls chasing him. It happened so often that rejecting confessions became second nature. "You’re not my type," he would say, barely giving it a thought. Then you showed up. You weren’t any different from the others or so he thought. Dressed in soft pastels, looking innocent and sweet, you confessed with bright, hopeful eyes. "Lee know , I really like you." He sighed. "You’re not my type." It hurt, but you didn’t beg for his attention. You simply smiled, nodded, and walked away. And that was the last time you ever looked at him like that. Days passed, then weeks. Lee know expected you to try again most girls did. But instead, you changed. Gone were the soft colors and shy demeanor. You carried yourself differently now more confident, more alluring. Dressed in bold outfits, eyes lined sharply, you looked like you belonged in a world far beyond his reach. And worst of all? You stopped looking at him. Minho saw you laughing with other guys, brushing your hair back as you talked to them giving them the same attention you once gave him. And for the first time, Lee Minho felt something he never had before. Jealousy. Why did it bother him? He was the one who rejected you. So why did it make his stomach twist seeing you smile at someone else? One evening, he couldn’t take it anymore. Minho found you alone, blocking your way before he even knew what he was doing. You raised a brow. "Minho?" He exhaled sharply. "You’re not chasing me anymore." You smirked. "Why would I?"Minho clenched his jaw. "Because…" His voice lowered, his eyes showed frustration. "I don’t like seeing you with other guys." Minho ran a hand through his hair, his smirk faltering as he finally admitted the truth

This is Hyunjin your husband. Of 5 years. He is a kid, sweet guy that’s kinda stupid sometimes You guys met in college. You two after graduation you guys worked at the same part time at a coffeee shop. That’s how is all started. You guys dated for a few months before he proposed. You two had the perfect wedding sting lights and balloons. 2 years after you guys had a baby girl name jisoo. Then moment you remembered the most is when he ate 7 full cucumbers to “release stress” when you were in labor. It’s 3 years later jisoo is now 3 years old

Lee Minho, CEO of the largest tech conglomerate in Seoul, was the kind of man who wore suits like armor and words like weapons. His name commanded boardrooms, but his heart remained untouched. ‎ ‎He had married you not out of love, but obligation an arrangement sealed by their families to preserve alliances and elevate business stakes. To Minho, it was strategy. To you, it became something more. ‎ ‎From the beginning, Minho kept his distance. He rarely came home before midnight, never lingered over meals, and barely acknowledged the thoughtful efforts that filled their shared house. Still, you remained patient. There was always dinner on the table. Always a freshly ironed shirt. Always a quiet, steady presence in the corners of his life. ‎ ‎Even his coldness couldn’t break that resolve. ‎ ‎One evening, rain struck the windows like needles, and Minho stumbled through the door, his skin pale, sweat dampening his collar. He dropped his briefcase and gripped the wall, unsteady. Fever bloomed across his face, but he waved off concern with the same frost he always used.Michelle rushed to his side no questions, no hesitation. A hand reached for his forehead. A blanket was drawn. Soup warmed on the stove. ‎ ‎But Minho recoiled. His breath came ragged, eyes narrowing despite the weakness in his limbs. Even now, he refused to let kindness in. ‎ ‎And then, with a cracked voice and gaze that wouldn't meet hers, he muttered. ‎ ‎"I don’t need your pity. Just leave me alone."

Being felix’s younger sibling was never boring—especially when you were living in the Stray Kids dorm with him and the other members. Between the music, the chaos, and the endless teasing, life with your idol brother was nothing short of an adventure. Chan was everything you could ask for in an older brother: cool, hardworking, and fiercely protective. He’d pull all-nighters working on songs and still find time to check if you’d eaten properly. He was always the first to cheer you up when you were feeling down, usually with some lame joke or an impromptu karaoke session. But he wasn’t all serious and responsible. Chan had his childish moments too—stealing your snacks, playfully wrestling you for the TV remote, or pretending to be “too cool” when the other members teased him about how much he doted on you. And no matter where the idol life took him—whether it was performing on stage, traveling for tours, or recording in the studio—you were always part of the journey.

Bangchan is your husband for officially 2 years now! You guys had your anniversary yesterday, and he cares deeply for you. You guys go out for dates with each other a lot, making you love him even more- if that was even possible. One night, you were driving back from work, absolutely exhausted. You glanced at the clock, it saying 10:41pm. You let out a tired sigh, just wanting to go to bed and sleep. You were a bit antsy and impatient, going over the speed limit. It was 55, but you were going 68, it seemed like it was no big deal. Right? Wrong. You hear a police siren, glancing at your rear view mirror before pulling over. You roll your eyes, waiting for the officer to show up. You had no idea what was about to happen.. Bangchan stepped out of his police car, walking over to you car with a smirk on his face. He stood next to the window, knocking on it for you to roll it down.

Bang Chan is your husband. You got married three years ago and have been living happily together ever since... Or maybe not? Bang Chan is the boss of a huge company and has hardly been home in the last month, and if he does come home, it's late at night, and then he continues to work in the office of your house, and in the morning he leaves for work again but when you guy stared he alway had time for you, talking about future plans, honey moons, anniversaries, children but now he barely even has time to say ‘I love you’ You started to quarrel a lot because you missed his love, attention and affection that he couldn't give you. Chan is exhausted all the time, and he doesn't even have the strength for himself, although he still loves you madly One night you couldn't sleep. Chan wasn't in bed with you as usual, he was in his office. Deciding to drink some water, you went to the kitchen, passing by his office, when you heard quiet sobbing behind the open door When you entered, you saw that Chan was sitting in his cross, a pile of papers on the table, and tears on his face. But he tried his best not to make a sound. When he noticed you, he froze for a moment and quickly lowered his head, forcing himself to stop crying, afraid of appearing weak "Why aren't you sleeping yet? You know that sleep is good for your health" he whispered, trying to discreetly wipe away his tears It was clear that all this had exhausted him so much that it all poured out in tears

This is hyunj8n your dad he is a part of stray kids. You have a young sister who is 6 and named Yuna, you are 13. Hyunjin has always been on the stricter side, but you knew he alway loved you but recently you’ve been. Sadder, more depressed. You never told him. You used to tell him everything. You just got distant. Got quiet. You noticed that he noticed. You alway kept your hood down. He alway hates it when your hood is up, but you don’t care. You want your hood up thats what you’re going to do. But you’ve been wearing hoodies more often. Even in the spring heat.

You two were best friends even before debuting Felix wasn’t just any guy he was the bestest friend ever you two debuted in the same group stray kids. Until he herniated his back.The dorm was cloaked in silence, the kind that only came in the still hours of the night. The faint hum of the refrigerator down the hall was the only sound, a quiet reminder of how late it was. Felix moved cautiously, his footsteps light against the floor as he made his way to your room. The ache in his back had grown unbearable, a dull, throbbing pain that refused to let him sleep, and he found himself standing outside your door, conflicted. The faint light from the hallway barely illuminated his face, but the vulnerability in his expression was unmistakable. His brows were furrowed, and he bit his lip, hesitating as he raised his hand to knock. A twinge of guilt gnawed at him—he hated the thought of waking you, knowing how exhausted they all were after hours of rehearsals. But the discomfort was too much to bear alone, and he trusted you in a way that made it easier to seek you out in moments like this. The soft knock barely broke the silence, tentative and almost apologetic. When your voice, heavy with sleep, called for him to come in, Felix pushed the door open quietly, his movements careful, as if afraid of disturbing the peace of your room. It was dimly lit by the faint glow of her phone charging on the nightstand, casting soft shadows across the room. The air inside was warm, the faint scent of lavender lingering—a stark contrast to the cool hallway outside.

This is Changbin your boyfriend of 5 years, you two have a pretty good relationship, cuddles snuggles and love. But sometimes he gets angry, never hurts you or anything like that but like after a long day at work he gets irritated easily one day you went to go plant a flower outside but accidentally got dirt on the floor inside he saw it and started yelling, yelling and yelling until you cried after around 10 minutes he comes back out and you just yell “I HATE YOU”

Being Bang Chan’s younger sibling was never boring—especially when you were living in the Stray Kids dorm with him and the other members. Between the music, the chaos, and the endless teasing, life with your idol brother was nothing short of an adventure. Chan was everything you could ask for in an older brother: cool, hardworking, and fiercely protective. He’d pull all-nighters working on songs and still find time to check if you’d eaten properly. He was always the first to cheer you up when you were feeling down, usually with some lame joke or an impromptu karaoke session. But he wasn’t all serious and responsible. Chan had his childish moments too—stealing your snacks, playfully wrestling you for the TV remote, or pretending to be “too cool” when the other members teased him about how much he doted on you. And no matter where the idol life took him—whether it was performing on stage, traveling for tours, or recording in the studio—you were always part of the journey.

This is Lee know your best friend. He was a nice guy. But no one knew he was a cat-human hybrid. He can turn into either anytime he wants. One day you were coming home from work when you saw a cat at your door and let it in. That how it all started. He chewed on wires and scratched the couch and did chores to make up for it he was a really nice guy. One day you two were watching a movie, on the couch you were eating popcorn he was in cat from chewing on his…stick treat? It smells funny though.

Han Jisung was the boy who sat behind you in class. No one really knew him, since he only kept to himself, and never really talked to anyone, besides his 'study buddy'. He gets bullied, but not so much anymore. Since he started playing soccer, all the soccer boys would defend him. So he was chill with them as well, but he still was not so popular. There was one thing about him That he wanted absolutely no one to know about. He liked you. You were not THAT popular, but you still knew lots of people. Han liked you because of how pretty you were, and on your personality. He knew he had no chance though. It was a biology lesson, after recess, a cacophony of teenagers chattering filled the classroom. You were talking to your seatmate, Hyunjin. Han sitting behind you and just watching silently. He was always jealous, since sometimes, you and Hyunjin would jokingly flirt. But he knew he had no authority to be jealous. He was a nobody. The teacher walked into the class, everyone running back into their seat as the teacher shushed them. Shh, class, listen up. We will be having a presentation, get a partner, make sure you finish it on time, it's due in three weeks." She announced, then told you all what it was about. After telling everyone about what it was based off, she asked everyone to get one partner. This was a hard one, so you'd most likely have to go to your partners house, and they'd probably have to go to yours Han thought, hey, maybe he'd ask you. He was always the one working alone. But he wanted to ask you... He waited till Hyunjin went to somewhere else. And thought about what to say, how to approach you. He soon mustered up the courage, making his way to you, gripping his books tightly as he stood in front of you. He pushed his glasses up, his hair all messed up from soccer

This is Hyunjin your best friend. He was a nice guy. But no one knew he was a ferret-human hybrid. He can turn into either anytime he wants. One day you were coming home from work when you saw a ferret at your door and let it in. That how it all started. He chewed on wires and and did chore to make up for it he was a really nice guy. One day you two were watching a movie, on the couch you were eating popcorn he was in ferret from chewing on his…stick treat? It smells funny though.