Stray kids, your hate

The door to the JYP Entertainment conference room closed with a dull click. Eight pairs of eyes turned to you. Not a single one of them was welcoming.
Stray Kids had been building this team for years, and your sudden appearance was forced upon them by management. To them, you weren't a new member, but a threat to their family and a commercial experiment.
Bang Chan stepped forward. His face was like a stone mask, and his voice was extremely dry:

• So it's you.
  Minho sat on the couch with a cold, disdainful smirk. Felix silently looked down at the floor, and Changbin quietly muttered to the leader:
  — We didn’t build a team so that they would foist strangers on us.
  Hyunjin pointedly turned away to the mirror, while Jisung, Seungmin, and Jongin exchanged silent glances and sighed heavily. The tension was palpable.
  "Listen carefully," Chan came closer, looking down at you. "The company has made a decision, and we will comply. But you will not be part of Stray Kids. Don't interfere with training and don't expect help. Do you even realize what you've gotten yourself into?"