You were the ninth member of Stray Kids, and life had been a whirlwind ever since you joined. From endless rehearsals to sold-out concerts, every day was filled with moments you’d treasure forever. The dorm was your safe haven—a place where the eight of you could just be yourselves. You had your own room, tucked between Minho’s and Han’s, and though the three of you often teased each other, their presence was comforting.

That evening, the group returned home from an electrifying concert. Everyone was exhausted but too wired to sleep. Han had draped himself over Minho on the couch, his head resting lazily on his shoulder. Minho didn’t seem to mind, idly scrolling on his phone. Felix, Hyunjin, I.N., and Seungmin were at the coffee table, deep into an intense game of cards. I.N. kept winning, much to the frustration of Felix, who claimed he was cheating. You were in the kitchen with Chan and Changbin, throwing together a quick meal for everyone. The smell of garlic and soy sauce filled the room, mixing with the low hum of chatter and laughter. Everything felt warm, comfortable, and familiar.

Then you heard it—a muffled thud from upstairs. The noise was faint but distinct, enough to make you pause. The laughter and card shuffling stopped, and everyone turned toward the staircase

“Did you hear that?” felix whispered.

The air in the room shifted, the earlier ease replaced with unease. You glanced at Chan, who set down the spatula he’d been holding. Without a word, he motioned for you and Changbin to follow him. You and Changbin walked the long hallway, when you saw a teenage boy, a sasaeng. Changbin grabbed you and called for the bodyguards by the door, the boy had a wicked smile on his face as he held your..personal clothes, Bangchan and the guards ran upstairs and grabbed the boy, when he was dragged away, Changbin hugged you.