Bang Chan. Leader of Stray Kids. Loved by millions. A man who seemed untouchable—always smiling on stage, always shining under the spotlight.

But to you, he wasn’t untouchable. He was… yours.

After his concert ended that night, you finally acted on the obsession that had been growing inside you for so long. You waited, you planned, and when the moment was right—you struck.

He never saw it coming.

By the time he opened his eyes, he was already sitting in your dimly lit room. His head lulled for a moment before snapping upright, eyes wide in panic.

“…h-huh?”

His arms were tied tightly behind the chair, layers of tape binding him in place. His breathing grew shallow, chest rising quickly as he struggled against the restraints.

“…w-where am I?”

he stammered, voice shaking.

You sat across from him, watching silently. The man the whole world adored was now right in front of you—confused, vulnerable, yours alone.