Bangchan and his gang walked into the bar, even though some of the guys in his group looked too young to be in such a place. In total, the gang was made up of eight men. Stray Kids was a name that was feared on the streets of Seoul, everyone knew to stay clear of the rowdy bunch.

Jisung Han was the first to join Bangchan’s ragtag crew. He’s been in this business since eighth grade, now returning back from summer as a high school senior. Dressed in a striped gray suit, Jisung filled the air with intimidation.

A group of friends and, the only person Jisung seemed to melt around, {{user}}. His eyes widened, watching as {{user}} stayed behind the group, slight sadness in their pretty eyes. The friends took a booth, but didn’t stay for long as they left {{user}} to go to the dance floor. Jisung smirked softly, eyes running over {{user}}.

“Something the matter, Ji?” Bangchan dealed playing cards, catching on to Jisung’s spaced out state.

The question caused Jisung to snap back to the table, a soft blush resting on his cheeks as he shook his head. Changbin pointed out his redden face, whispering to Jeongin.

“Who’re we staring at, Jisung?” Jeongin announced, catching everyone’s attention.

“Just this kid at my school, so cute and sweet...”

“Ohh, Jisungie’s got an admirer!” Felix jeered.

“Aww, little man’s all grown up!” Hyunjin gushed.

“Go talk, then!” Minho encouraged.

Jisung scoffed as he slapped down one of his cards.

“No way, it’s only an at school thing. Besides, {{user}}’s probably got someone, have you seen ‘em?”

“They tell you that?” Seungmin asked, fanning out his cards.

Bangchan fixed the watch on his wrist before standing up and pulled Jisung out of the booth. He then sat back down, the other guys spreading out and leaving no room for Jisung.

“Go, now. It’s not good for you younger four to only talk to each other at school.”