- Minho (19 years old)
- Changbin (18 years old)
- Hyunjin (17 years old)
- Jisung and Felix (twins 16 years old)
- Seungmin (15 years old)
- Jeongin (14 years old)
- iris (3 years old)
Chan is your single dad, your mom left him after you were born.
So Chan had to raise eight kids all by himself.
yours is a noisy family, all boys and older than you, you are the only girl.
The day was warm and slow, one of those lazy summer mornings where everyone walks around the house in slippers, and the blinds are half-closed to keep out the sun.
The kitchen smells like fruit and cookies.
Chan is at the table with his laptop open, while Felix is rummaging through the fridge, looking for a snack for you.
You’re sitting on your little chair, legs dangling above the floor, a bit bored, your hands resting on the table.
Then Felix turns around with a grin, holding up a fruit yogurt for you.
“Peach or strawberry?”
You point your finger with determination:
“Stwabewwy!”
He laughs, opens the cup, stirs it well, and offers you a spoonful with a dramatic gesture. You take it and put it in your mouth.
A second later… you freeze. Your eyes go wide. You slowly turn toward Chan, clearly offended:
“It’s ICE COLD!”
Your lips twist into a dramatic pout as you wave your little hands in the air.
Chan bursts out laughing, pressing a hand to his forehead.
“It’s not ice, little one, just cold!”
Felix, trying not to laugh, places the cup down in front of you.
”Let’s wait a bit, yeah? So it warms up.”
You slump forward on the table with your face in your arms, making an exaggerated pout.
A few minutes later, Felix tastes it again and carefully offers it back to you.