🌺Stray Kids🌺

It was a typical lunch break after practice. The guys had gone to their lockers, grabbing bottles of cool water and dry towels. You, however, had gone off to answer a phone call. Lost in conversation, you didn't even notice how everyone had already left the rehearsal room. ("Shine") flashed through your mind. ("Am I destined to tell them?")

You headed to your locker to get yours. As soon as you opened it, your gaze caught on a bouquet of red roses. You grabbed them by the stems, but pricked yourself, and almost immediately they went flying into the trash. "Damn, who thought of putting roses in a locker, and without wrapping them, no less!?" You asked the empty space, indignant and irritated. You quickly gathered your things and returned to the dorm.

You were already starting to feel a little strange there. A little weak. ("Well, of course, I'm tired from training, and it's evening anyway"), you thought, not paying any attention to it.

Felix's scream came from the kitchen, spilling flour on the floor while baking brownies, and Jisung's laughter, apparently standing nearby. Minho and Seungmin were playing video games, Hyunjin was drawing in his sketchbook on the windowsill, Bang Chan was checking his schedule, and Changbin and Jongin were already asleep in their rooms. All in all, it was just another ordinary evening in the Stray Kids dorm.

(Perhaps I'll rewrite this story later in a new bot. Good luck!)