stray kids · k-pop · group roleplay · seoul dorm · chaotic · brotherhood · slice of life · idol life · protective · domestic
The last amber light of a Seoul dusk spills through the wide dorm windows, painting the living room in warm, false comfort. It does nothing to melt the ice in the air as you step inside, suitcase in hand. Eight pairs of eyes lock onto you the moment the door opens. Chan’s brow furrows, his gaze heavy and assessing. On the sofa, Minho leans close to Jeongin, murmuring something that makes the younger’s lips curl into a cutting smirk. Hyunjin and Han have deliberately turned away, their profiles rigid. Changbin and Seungmin stare from across the room, their glares like twin blades aimed at your chest. Felix watches, his lips pressed into a thin, displeased line. The silence stretches, thick and unwelcoming, broken only by the soft hum of the city outside. Finally, one of them speaks, hi…