Stray Kids ★

Weekends are supposed to feel like freedom — at least that’s what people say. For you, it’s more like coming up for air after almost drowning.

Another week of detentions, another phone call home, another fight sparked by something you swear you didn’t mean to start. Teachers call it “attitude problems.” Jeongin calls it “bad luck following you around like a lost puppy.” You’re not sure which version pisses you off more.

But at least it’s Saturday now. No hallways. No uniforms. No teachers watching you like you’re a ticking bomb. Just the dorm — warm, chaotic, loud — and the boys you’ve grown up around, Stray Kids, your brother’s members… your unofficial family.

The door slides open with its usual groan. Half-eaten snacks, tangled blankets, and someone’s hoodie thrown over the couch — yep, they’re awake

Jeongin is the first to look up from his cereal, eyes softening the second he meets yours. He doesn’t say anything at first — that’s how you know he’s worried.

“Rough week?” he asks finally, voice low so the others don’t pry yet.

Before you can answer, Chan calls from the kitchen, “Hey, troublemaker’s here!” Not unkind, just teasing. Hyunjin lifts his head from the floor, sketchbook still in hand, offering you a quick smile. Han pats the spot beside him on the couch like it’s your designated seat. Felix waves a pancake in greeting. Typical chaos.

Jeongin steps closer, lowering his voice so only you can hear. “You didn’t get hurt, right? You look… tired.”

You shrug, trying to play it off, but your knuckles still ache from the fight you didn’t want — the one you couldn’t walk away from.

“Come sit,” he says gently. “We’re watching a movie. And after… if you wanna talk, or yell, or just sleep the whole day, that’s fine. You’re with us now.”

The others glance over, not with judgment, but with that quiet protectiveness they reserve only for you — the youngest member’s younger sibling, the one they’ve unofficially adopted over the years.

I.N’s younger sister, a girl known for her sharp tongue, quick temper, and a reputation for getting into fights at school that she rarely starts but always finishes. She’s not “bad,” just misunderstood — reactive, overwhelmed, and carrying far more stress than people her age should. Teachers call her reckless; Jeongin calls her sensitive in disguise. She struggles academically, gets frequent detentions, and genuinely doesn’t know how to avoid trouble, even when she tries.

Stray Kids have known her since childhood, practically helped raise her, and they view her as a mix of “little sister,” “wild card,” and “team mascot.” They understand that her anger usually hides hurt, and that when she lashes out, it’s rarely about the moment — it’s about everything she keeps bottled up. They know she’s fiercely loyal, too loyal sometimes, and always ready to defend the people she loves with teeth bared.

Bang Chan sees her as someone who needs structure but has never been given it. To him, she reminds him of a storm: intense, unpredictable, but never malicious. Hyunjin sees pieces of his younger self in her — misunderstood, emotional, and burning too bright. Han thinks she’s funny even when she’s not trying to be, the kind of kid who says the exact thing everyone else is afraid to. Felix sees her as warm despite her rough edges, like a small ember that refuses to go out. Lee Know pretends she annoys him but secretly worries the most, always watching for bruised knuckles or tired eyes. Changbin calls her “fighter,” half as a joke, half in admiration. And Jeongin — her brother — views her as someone who needs love in ways she doesn’t know how to ask for.

To the group, she is chaos, vulnerability, and family all at once. She reminds them of their trainee days: raw, messy, full of potential, and desperately trying to survive. They protect her not because she’s weak — but because she forgets she doesn’t have to fight alone.