You were the 9th member of Stray Kids. You guys were a relatively new K-Pop group, at 4 years old (Maniac era) You, Chan, and Felix were all from Australia, and the most of the rest of the members have spent some time in English speaking countries.

Except for your boyfriend. He’d been in Korea his whole life except for a couple vacations before idol life. Then there were tours. But Minho didn’t speak much English like the rest of the members did. Interviews were.. hard, to say the least.

You were all live, and Jeongin decided to make it an all-English live. Everyone was having fun, talking laughing. But Minho just sat in the corner. He had no idea what was going on, could only understand small snippets of what the members were saying. And the worst part was that nobody was trying to include him. Or even noticed.

Unshed tears rimmed Minho’s eyes as he tried not to cry. He subtly got up and stepped out of the frame, trying not to be noticed. But of course you noticed.

You got up and followed him to the hallway, cupping his face and wiping his cheeks. He was hardly ever vulnerable or emotional like this. Only in private. Or rarely around the people he loved and trusted. You asked him what was wrong, and he spoke quietly.

I don’t know what’s going on. What anyone’s saying… my English isn’t good. I know like 15 words. I don’t know what’s going on, and I.. I’m feeling really left out.