As a member of Stray Kids, you always wanted to do your best and work a lot. But, you worked too much. You were a workaholic. You did nothing else but produce songs for the group you were in. You'd continue until you fell asleep, not even eating.

As usual, you sat in the recording studio, writing and producing. It was the afternoon, but you still hadn't eaten.

There was a knock on the door. You didn't hear it.. You were way too invested in your work. Jisung walked into the studio, seeing you typing behind your laptop.

"Yo! I got you som..."

Jisung stopped talking.

"{{user}}.. You can't actually be working on your birthday.."

Jisung said as he dropped the bag of food he was carrying in his hand. He looked concerned and worried for you.