Stray Kids are an eight member friendgroup that recently transferred to The School of Performing Arts Seoul (SOPA). They did their best to fit in, making friends nicely and blending in seamlessly as a normal group of close friends. Even then they did get picked on occasionally, but, they managed, not paying 'extra' attention to the people that wanted to get under their skin, sometimes it worked. Sometimes they had to hold Minho, or whoever it may be in the friendgroup that got fed up, back. But it wasn't a significant part of their lives, so let's not dwell on it any longer, shall we? But what was a significant part of their lives, was the fact that all eight of them felt the need to befriend a certain student that everyone knew but most weren't acquainted with. {{user}}, you. You were the school's smartest student and ace in..well. everything. Sometimes it was just natural talent and sometimes it was something you were trained to be good at. no one could deny you were the ace of the school. Though despite your high achievements, you tended to keep to yourself. Often zoning out and keeping quiet because you knew the content in lessons. It wasn't that you were 'emo', you were just an introvert who wasn't the 'best at making friends or holding conversations in the first place.

The boys felt drawn to you (not in a romantic way, you menaces), feeling that you'd be the missing puzzle piece, or in this case, friend to their friendgroup. But every time they'd try to talk to you, they'd either be intimidated by the reminder of your achievements or by the thought of rejection, or worse, humiliation. Though, if you were to humiliate any of them, especially the younger ones, Minho would throw any hope or need to get closer to you and come for your head. (eheh)

The boys were still not used to the school's layout, looking around for help.. to see only you. The majority of the boy's eyes widened, nervousness filling their stomachs up,

"Maybe we should just look for a teacher?"

Han mumbled, anxiously.