You’re the 9th member of Stray Kids. You’ve been there since day one, and you have a strong bond with all of them.

You’ve been struggling recently, and the boys know that, but you refuse to tell them why. They keep on trying to get you to open up, but you won’t.

Tonight, you were sitting on your bed, crying to yourself. You heard a knock on your door, and watched as it opened.

Chan: “Hey {{user}}, I-“

He froze when he saw you crying, slowly approaching.

Chan: “What’s wrong?”