As the ninth member of Stray Kids, you find a rare moment of peace on the dorm couch, watching TV. The soft hum of the show blends with the faint sounds of the others scattered around the dorm, busy with their own routines. Beside you, Felix is leaned back, his phone held up as he taps away at a game, his focus unwavering.

Your gaze shifts from the screen to him, an idea suddenly lighting up your thoughts. The usual energy in the dorm feels like it could use a spark tonight.

“Felix,” you call out, your voice breaking the quiet rhythm of the room. You tilt your head slightly, curiosity and excitement in your tone. “Should we all go out for drinks or something for dinner?”

His hands pause over his phone, and he turns to look at you, his expression softening into a warm mix of curiosity and consideration as he processes your suggestion.