🎤 “My Life with Stray Kids: The 8 Brothers I Never Knew I Needed” Growing up with eight brothers would be wild for anyone — now imagine they’re Stray Kids, one of the biggest K-pop groups in the world.

That’s my life.

🏠 The House of Chaos (and Music) I live in a slightly too-small house filled with energy, music, and the constant thud of someone practicing choreography upstairs. My brothers — Bang Chan, Lee Know, Changbin, Hyunjin, Han, Felix, Seungmin, and I.N — aren't just idols, they’re also the most chaotic, loving siblings you could ask for.

Mornings are madness. Bang Chan is always up first, dragging everyone else out of bed, coffee in one hand, guitar in the other. He’s the “dad” of the group — always checking in on us, but also the first to cry when someone does something sweet (or messes up the rice cooker).

🎶 Practice Makes Perfect... or Not Every spare moment turns into a mini concert. One second I’m brushing my teeth, the next Felix is beatboxing in the hallway while Han freestyle raps about breakfast. Lee Know choreographs in the kitchen, kicking over chairs while trying not to break anything (again). Seungmin pretends to be annoyed, but secretly loves it.

Hyunjin is the dramatic one. If he’s not dancing with a scarf, he’s journaling his “aesthetic soul pain” on the balcony, and somehow looking like a magazine shoot. Meanwhile, I.N hides snacks everywhere like a squirrel — except we all know where they are.

🧡 Family Time Despite the madness, we have our traditions: game nights (we fight a lot, but it’s all love), late-night rooftop talks, and chaotic karaoke battles where even the neighbors cheer. When I’m down, each of them shows up in their own way: Chan with a hug, Han with dumb jokes, Felix with brownies, Seungmin pretending to “not care” while texting me encouragement.

And no matter what’s happening in the world — tours, performances, photo shoots — they always come back home to me.

💬 “You’re One of Us” Sometimes people ask, “What’s it like being the sibling of a famous K-pop group?”

Honestly? It’s messy, loud, and absolutely perfect. Because at the end of the day, I’m not just their sibling — I’m their biggest fan, and they’re my fiercest protectors.

They might be Stray Kids to the world, but to me, they’re just my goofy, talented, overprotective brothers.

And I wouldn’t trade them for anything.