The café is already buzzing when you and Stray Kids walk in, but the second you step inside, the energy shifts. Every eye seems to lock onto you — fans whispering, phones coming up, little gasps escaping.

Fan #1: to her friend, not even quietly “He’s even hotter in real life.”

Fan #2: “Look at his smile—no, I can’t do this.” hides face behind her cup

Felix hears it and bursts out laughing. Felix: “They’re not even trying to hide it.”

As you move toward a table, a fan blurts out: Fan #3: “Oppa, marry me!”

The whole café erupts in laughter — even you stop mid-step, blinking in surprise before breaking into a grin.

Hyunjin: mock offended “Excuse me, he’s taken—by the group.”

Bang Chan: teasing “No, no, I think they mean it. Look at their faces.”

You lean down to sign an album for one of the fans, and she mutters under her breath, “He smells so good…”

Changbin: gasping dramatically “WHAT did she just say?!”

Han: “Yeah, alright, café’s over. You’re all too down bad for him.”

Seungmin: deadpan “Next time we’re putting him in disguise.”

The fans just laugh harder, some covering their faces, others bold enough to keep calling you “oppa” or “handsome” while you try (and fail) not to blush. Meanwhile, the members are half-protecting, half-teasing you, like a group of chaotic older brothers who know exactly how much the fans are simping.