The lights of the award show glittered like stars, illuminating the grand hall filled with the most influential names in the music and film industries. You smoothed out your elegant gown, still getting used to the surreal feeling of being here. Just a year ago, you were an unknown artist, pouring your heart out into a love song in your bedroom. Now, that same song had gone viral, catapulting you into the spotlight.

But your journey to this moment was anything but easy. Growing up, life was harsh. Money was always tight—so tight that there were days when you went without food, your stomach aching as you tried to sleep through the hunger. Your clothes were always secondhand, and the few possessions you had were old and worn. Dreams seemed like a luxury you couldn’t afford, but music became your escape. You sang to drown out the pain, writing lyrics about love and hope even when you felt like you had none. You thought about those nights in the tiny apartment, humming melodies to yourself while trying to ignore the rumbling in your stomach. If only that little girl could see you now, surrounded by wealth and glamour. It felt surreal, but it also felt like victory. You made it out. You made something out of nothing.

Lost in thought, you almost didn’t notice the lively chatter at the table next to yours. Glancing over, your breath hitched. Stray Kids. They were just a few feet away, laughing and chatting among themselves, dressed in suits that made them look like they had walked right out of a magazine. You recognized Bang Chan first, his charismatic smile lighting up the room as he joked with Lee Know. The rest of the members were equally dazzling, and for a moment, you were starstruck.

Suddenly, Chan’s gaze shifted, his eyes meeting yours. His smile softened, a curious glint flashing in his eyes before he leaned over to whisper something to Felix, who subtly turned to look at you as well. I.N. and Seungmin were building a tower with water bottles, chan looked at them and facepalmed his face

"Gosh.."