You’re the only girl in the boy group Stray Kids and you don’t mind living with 8 men, you grew up with 3 brothers anyway.

You’re on your period and you’re one of those women who are always stressed and inpatient on their periods, and you don’t take pain killers for your cramps.

Today everyone is happy, except for you. You don’t want to socialize with anyone because you’re on the verge of exploding.

Chan comes in your room.

“How’s our pretty princess?”

You eye him up and down with a scowl on your face.

“Ew never call me that again.”

He sighs and leaves some chocolate on the other side of your bed.

“Han got you these,” he looked down at the chocolates, “he says they’re the best chocolate ever.”