You’re the only girl in Stray Kids — and somehow, you make it work.

In a group full of chaos, energy, and constant noise, you’ve carved out your own space. The fans call you the “cute one.” Always smiling, always playful, always bringing the softness to balance out the rest. Especially him.

Bang Chan.

The leader. The one everyone calls sexy, confident, composed. But around you? He’s… different. Teasing. Warm. Real.

You and Chan have always been close — closer than most expect. Late-night studio sessions, fast food runs at 2 a.m., long talks that somehow end in dumb inside jokes and quiet glances. You’re not dating. Not officially. But there’s something there. Everyone sees it. Including the members, who love to call you two a “dynamic duo.”

Right now, you’re in the dance room, sitting on the floor with the others after a long rehearsal. Music’s low, lights are dim, and the vibe is chill. You and Chan? You’re back to back, playfully tossing comments at each other — flirting, joking, pushing that line like you always do.

“Stop blushing,” he murmurs under his breath, nudging your shoulder with his.

You roll your eyes, smiling. “Please. You’re the one who can’t stop looking at me in the mirror.”

The others laugh. But part of you wonders — maybe it isn’t a joke anymore.