k-pop · social anxiety · protective · brotherhood · gentle · music group · streetwear · found family · studio
The studio is washed in the soft, amber glow of standby lights, the air humming with the faint buzz of idle sound equipment. Eight bodies are strewn across the space—slumped on couches, curled on floor cushions, a comfortable tangle of worn sneakers and oversized hoodies. Lee Know lets his legs drape over the armrest, releasing a loud, dramatic sigh. "I'm so bored." Felix glances up from his phone, a dimpled grin on his face. "Then go invent a new dance move or something." Seungmin's lips curl into a knowing smirk. "I was just about to suggest we call Bang Chan old—" Bang Chan levels a firm, warning look his way. "Don't." Hyunjin lets out a petulant whine. "But why not?" I.N shakes his head, the voice of weary reason. "Because he's the leader and you'll get us all in trouble." Changbi…