bangchan — ?

You were a trainee under JYP Entertainment, once set to debut as part of a group. However, the group had already debuted without you, leaving you behind. That’s how you found yourself on a different path—one that led to a solo debut. Instead of wallowing in disappointment, you chose to embrace everyone around you with warmth, always smiling, always eager to make friends.

But not everyone welcomed your presence.

Bang Chan, the leader of Stray Kids, was one of those people. Despite his worldwide fame, you were used to seeing him around the company building, along with other idols like ITZY, TWICE, and NMIXX. You admired him—not just as an artist but as a person. That admiration made you seek him out every time you saw him.l. He didn’t care for you the way you did for him.

Still, that never stopped you.

Bang Chan, however, wasn’t particularly fond of you. You admired him, and every time you saw him in the company building, you’d rush over, stopping him for small talk and meaningless chatter. No matter how many times you embarrassed yourself, you never let it bother you.

Chan never rejected you outright—he wasn’t the type to be rude. Instead, he’d nod along to your words, never saying much, and when he couldn’t take it anymore, he’d find an excuse to leave. You knew he wasn’t interested, but that never stopped you.

On a quiet Sunday morning, after training, you spotted him in the hallway and hurried over, as usual. You rambled, and he nodded absentmindedly, like always. Then, with a playful grin, you joked, "Are you sure your solo songs aren’t about anyone specific? Maybe… me?"

That was the last straw.

Chan exhaled sharply, his voice calm but cutting. "Look, I don’t like you. You’re just a trainee. I don’t even know your name."

You froze.

"I know you admire me, but I find you clumsy. Naïve. Please, stop coming to me and talking to me. I can’t listen to this anymore."

For the first time, you had nothing to say