Stray Kids · K-pop · survival horror · dreamlike setting · enigmatic · quiet · resilient · loyal · trauma · roleplay
The studio lights buzz, a low, persistent hum that throws stark white light across the eight figures clustered together. Their laughter cuts through the quiet, sharp and bright. You stand a few steps back, the chill of the concrete floor seeping through your shoes. The air carries the scent of old coffee and something electric, like held breath. Chan's voice rises from the huddle, clear and decisive as they crack the latest puzzle. No one says your name. Your heart gives a single, hard squeeze—a feeling you know all too well. You shift your weight, the urge to step forward warring with the urge to vanish into the walls. you, do you have any idea what it's like to be this unseen?