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[maeleelee]

Welcome to my brain rot that I love to write. I'm open to ideas. <3

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Fake Text List

Stray Kids: * = smut + = fluffy =

ʙᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴀɴ: ʟᴇᴇ ᴍɪɴʜᴏ: Liquor Lips ꜱᴇᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴ: ʜᴡᴀɴɢ ʜʏᴜɴᴊɪɴ: ʜᴀɴ ᴊɪꜱᴜɴɢ: *ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ɢᴇᴛ ʜɪɢʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ.* ʟᴇᴇ ꜰᴇʟɪx: ᑕOTTOᑎ ᑕᗩᑎᗪY OᖇᗷIT ᴋɪᴍ ꜱᴇᴜɴɢᴍɪɴ: ʏᴀɴɢ ᴊᴇᴏɴɢɪɴ: 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ateez: * = smut + = fluffy =

Dancing with the Devil - literally shits and giggles of the wifey trio fuckery 😏😉

𝒦𝒾𝓂 𝐻𝑜𝓃𝑔𝒿𝑜𝑜𝓃𝑔: 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝒮𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑔𝒽𝓌𝒶: *ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏᴜᴛꜰɪᴛ.* 𝒥𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝓊𝓃𝒽𝑜: 𝒦𝒶𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝑒𝑜𝓈𝒶𝓃𝑔: 𝑅𝑜𝓎𝒶𝓁𝓈 𝒜𝓊

𝒞𝒽𝑜𝒾 𝒮𝒶𝓃: Cotton Candy Landing

𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝑀𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒾: Colored interjection 𝒥𝓊𝓃𝑔 𝒲𝑜𝑜𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚜𝚝 +You’re my future.+

𝒞𝒽𝑜𝒾 𝒥𝑜𝓃𝑔𝒽𝑜:

Prismatic Chaos Stories:

Blue Moon

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Going to add more to it soon! <3

[minnie1oves]

스트레이 키즈 ꜱᴛʀᴀʏ ᴋɪᴅꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏, 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔

OT8✰

ʙᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴀɴ✰

ʟᴇᴇ ᴍɪɴʜᴏ✰

ꜱᴇᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴ✰

ʜᴡᴀɴɢ ʜʏᴜɴᴊɪɴ✰

ʜᴀɴ ᴊɪꜱᴜɴɢ✰

ʟᴇᴇ ꜰᴇʟɪx✰

ᴋɪᴍ ꜱᴇᴜɴɢᴍɪɴ✰

ʏᴀɴɢ ᴊᴇᴏɴɢɪɴ✰

[inkkayyy]

ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴ ᴏᴜᴛꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ    >ꜱᴇᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴ  [ ᴛᴡᴏ ]

It’s a shock, one that makes Changbin freeze briefly before wrapping him in a tight hug.

The pair had been through hard times, but he had never seen her cry. Not once.

[ from an outside perspective]     [ sunhee’s masterlist ]

(wk: 2.1k)  (format: english in italics)

180207

When Seo Changbin first saw Kang Sunhee cry, it was an anomaly. 

Graduation is a sentimental time. It marked the end of an era. Debut was just around the corner- marked for a mere month away. And as he attends his last ever class- the day before grad, he begins to wonder if he’d miss it. Then their mathematics teacher hands out a sheet- a compulsory test (that won’t even be marked) just to ‘see how much they’d really learnt’.

He won’t miss it. Not really. He’ll miss the people. School gave him an excuse to see his friends on a regular basis. And he knows that will be hard once they graduate and he becomes an idol (disregarding the fact he’s halfway there because of the survival show). 

He and Sunhee walk back to the dorms, talking about graduation. “I still can’t believe they aren’t coming.”

She frowned, eyebrows creasing. “Who’s not coming?”

“The members- they told us last night, remember?” He paused to look at her.

It takes a few seconds but the conversation seemed to dawn on her as a sad and miserable ‘Oh’ tumbled past her lips. 

“Guess it will just be you and me yeah? Maybe I’ll finally get to meet your sister.” It’s a teasing change of subject one so blatantly obvious but he entertained anyway. Forcing Sunhee to talk about something she didn’t want to was never a good idea.

So he thinks that’s it. They moved on talking about the upcoming shoot for their debut trailer- about how he’d been grumpy about the undercut they gave him- irritated by the fringe and how she’d had to do some voice over dubbing.

But that wasn’t it. Because later, into the hours of the night when they’re all in their dorm, cramped and messy as usual, Sunhee crawled into his bunk sobbing. 

Her breath came out in quiet hiccups and even in the dark he can see the way light reflects off her tear tracks. The tiny red dot from the smoke alarm, moonlight streaming in from the window, Hyunjin’s night light that he leaves on so none of them trip over in the middle of the night.

It’s a shock, one that makes Changbin freeze briefly before wrapping him in a tight hug. They’re a similar height (she’s actually slightly taller than him- which she never lets him forget) but with how Sunhee's curled herself up next to him, on the tiny single mattress, she felt so small.

The pair had been through hard times, but he had never seen her cry. Not once. 

When they’d been in the survival show, he assumed she did- they all did. But Sunhee made an effort to remove herself from the situation. She would steel her nerves and blink away the moisture brimming her eyes.

This was different. 

Her breath hitched with every inhale and he could feel the way her hand fisted tight against the sleeves of his hoodie to avoid the tell tale shake they tremmored with. He’s got one leg draped over his, her head curled onto his chest and she tries to stay quiet. He snakes one hand around her waist, rubbing circles onto her back, as his other slowly took her fist away from his hoodie, instead choosing to hold it with his own. Her nails would have dug into his skin if they were any longer but her habit of biting them when stressed prevented that.

“What's wrong?” Changbin murmured. 

Sunhee’s breath hitched once more as she forced the words out. “I’m going to be alone. At graduation. No one is coming to see me finish school.”

Oh. He really should have realised that one a bit sooner. Sunhee struggled with Korea- not in the sense of directions of the language (at least not as much any more) but the fact it wasn’t Australia. He’d been told that she used to get really homesick, enough that the company had allowed her to actually travel home the year before, something trainees were rarely offered. 

“I’ll be there.” He murmured, holding her a little closer. “And the others wanted to be, you know that.”

“Still, it’s a little pathetic isn’t it? No family coming to my graduation?” She scoffed, a wet sound betrayed by the way her tears lead onto his hoodie. “Aren’t your parents supposed to take you out for jjajangmyeon or something? One of the girls in class asked me where i was going.“

“I’m not sure Mum’s picked out some place for us, I think it’s fancier then you're used to but you’ll manage just fine.”

“Us?”

“Yeah,” his brows furrowed, glancing down at her face. Sunhee’s eyes were shiny with tears. “I told you that we’d eat together after graduation. Did you forget?”

She blinked. “Your parent’s are okay with that?”

He tried not to laugh too loudly, but the rumble of his chest was not lost to Sunhee. “I think they’d skin me if I didn’t- no way they were gonna let you eat alone after graduation.”

And that was true. Sunhee had spent weekends at the Seo family house, come over for dinners and the public holidays that were offered to her, truly Changbin’s mother loved Sunhee. So of course, when talking to Changbin about after graduation lunch, she’d insisted that Sunhee was to come with them- if she didn’t already have plans. He could have sworn he’d asked her, and his mum had already booked a table for five, but maybe it had slipped his mind.

“I just thought I'd go with the others who aren’t at school for the day.” She whispered. 

“Nope, you’re coming with me.”

“Okay.“ There’s a smile ghosting her lips as she tucks herself a little tighter against his side, and Changbin messes with his duvet until it’s draped over the both of them. 

Sleep comes easily after that.

And the next morning she was still there, and Jeongin who was rousing from his own bunk looked at them curiously, but Changbin just waved him off with one hand. It’s not until they all start to disperse, with Hyunjin and Seungmin off to their own schools, and the others heading to schedules, does Changbin call his mum.

He waits until Sunhee’s in the shower- for the sound of the water running before he steps cautiously out onto the balcony, February chill cutting through his uniform blazer with ease.

“How’s my highschool graduate feeling?” She teases, clearly thrilled that both her kids are now finished school.

“Ah- good.” He replied, a little embarrassed by the eagerness in her voice. “Can I ask you a favour mum?”

“Sure.”

“Could you pick up some flowers for Sunhee? The other members can’t come to our graduation and neither can her family.”

“Oh of course!” His mum sounded thrilled and it made Changbin smile. “What kind does she like, any favourites? Or should I get ones to match her room so they look nice in the dorm?”

“I think any would be fine- but maybe something simple, she’s not one for dramatics.”

And sure enough, when they make it to the hall, once their homeroom teachers had handed over their diplomas with a huge smile (maybe she was glad to be rid of them, maybe she was just thrilled the lot of them made it- who knows) Changbin’s mother holds two bouquets. One was a bunch of baby’s breath, swaddled in brown paper that she extended to him with a grin. “My boy!”

She was hugging him so tight he might’ve passed out, but eventually she relented, running a hand down his hair and onto his cheek. She looks so proud.

Changbin’s dad pulled him forwards for a firm handshake but gave up halfway through and hugged him instead. His sister followed suit, taking time to mess up his hair as well.

But when Changbin turned around, he was met once again, with the sight of Sunhee’s teary eyes. 

Her arms were wrapped tightly around Changbin’s mum, who coo’s and hugs her back. In one hand, Sunhee held the second Bouquet, one of white tulips. She sniffled and blinked at him. Changbin smiled.

“Oh, Sunhee dear- stop crying, it’s your graduation day!” His mum exclaimed, pulling back to hold Sunhee’s face in her palms, brushing gentle thumbs across her cheeks to whip away the stray tears. She offered a wet laugh before replying “You bought me flowers.”

“That we did.” 

And then Sunhee threw herself at Changbin, an embrace that was so whole, then he stumbled back a step as her arms flew over his shoulders. And it was a different sort of crying, one that was laced with laughter and tipped with unhidden smiles. He liked it more than the tears he’s seen before.

She felt warm against him, and her chest vibrated with the laughs that tumbled from her lips. He squeezed tightly, and knew this would not be a moment he forgot. He would certainly not pretend to understand her, not when the members turned up five minutes later, with a camera man, saying it was a prank that they’d been asked to film.

And when Felix hugged Sunhee so tightly, congratulating her on graduating in Korea of all places she swayed in his arms, and when Minho threw an arm over her shoulder, bringing her close, she was cautious to hold the bouquet gently- she didn’t dare let anyone else touch her flowers, nor did she stray from Changbin’s side.

Their manager informed them that all nine of the members will be having jajangmyeon for dinner and that it would be filmed. The others (those who could attend, Seungmin and Hyunjin sadly at school) headed back for schedules soon after. She’s affected by it, the fact that they did show up after all, and she would have people to celebrate her graduation with, but cried about it anyway- how much it bothered he couldn’t quite tell, she was alway good at hiding that away. But he knows enough, he’s not sure how but he does. So he slipped his hand into hers and tugged her away from his family for a bit, heading over to their classmates.

Changbin’s sister followed the pair around as the designated photographer, taking photos of them with friends, Jihoon shows off the bright pink flowers his brother had picked out as Jaewoo takes great joy in spinning his diploma around on one finger, and Sunhee sends the picture of their friend group, all seven of them, off to her mum. 

And when it’s time to leave, she grinned the whole car ride to the restaurant, happily chatting away with Changbin’s mum.

There’s a moment, just one, when her phone pings and it comes back with a picture from her mum; both her brother and Mum seated at the dining room table, a vase full of flowers  (he think’s they’re daisies?) between them and plates of jajangmyeon on the table. Sunhee almost cries again, but she blinks them away with a sniffle and sends back a series of emoticon hearts.

He doesn’t understand Kang Sunhee, she’s an anomaly and always will, but he’ll take the pieces she offers, learn about the parts she chooses to show him and hold her close when she needs it- because Changbin knows she would too.

[ <<< ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ]  [ from an outside perspective]   [ ɴᴇxᴛ >>> (coming soon) ]

[bleuxberri]

𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.

「...how many kids they’ll have」

how many kids they’ll have

as dads/moms

finding out

telling your guys’ parents

telling the members

gender reveal

cravings

going in labor

holding the baby

baby’s first word

teaching them to walk

a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this! | all gifs are from pintrest

*•.¸♡ navigation. ♡¸.•*

*•.¸♡ series. ♡¸.•*

‣ summary... how many kids they’ll have & their birthdays

↺ genre... fluff, dad au

♪ listen to... maniac by stray kids

ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛᴏᴘʜᴇʀ ʙᴀɴɢ – ʙᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴀɴ;

bang eunji – ember »april 10«

bang daehyun – daniel »october 7«

ʟᴇᴇ ᴍɪɴʜᴏ – ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ;

lee donggeun »september 22«

lee hyunjung »august 30«

ꜱᴇᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴ;

seo jeongho »march 14«

seo hyunjoo »june 4«

seo juwon »july 19«

ʜᴡᴀɴɢ ʜʏᴜɴᴊᴜɴ;

hwang yejun »may 21«

hwang soobin »november 17«

hwang taeyeon & hwang nayeon »december 25« (identical twins)

ʜᴀɴ ᴊɪꜱᴜɴɢ;

han ilseong »december 2«

han junghwa »july 14«

han mari »january 4«

ʟᴇᴇ ʏᴏɴɢʙᴏᴋ – ꜰᴇʟɪx;

lee mireu – maekaila (mae-kai-lah) »may 16«

lee kyungmin & lee kkotbi – kameron & katerina »may 1« (fraternal twins)

ᴋɪᴍ ꜱᴇᴜɴɢᴍɪɴ;

kim minji »june 1«

kim namoo »march 1«

ʏᴀɴɢ ᴊᴇᴏɴɢɪɴ – ɪ.ɴ;

yang sunyoung »feburary 14«

yang junghee »november 20«

yang haru »october 6«

[chans-starlight]

Timestamp Masterlist

ʙᴀɴɢ ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛᴏᴘʜᴇʀ

[11:44]

[03:25]

ʟᴇᴇ ᴍɪɴʜᴏ

ꜱᴇᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴ

ʜᴡᴀɴɢ ʜʏᴜɴᴊɪɴ

ʜᴀɴ ᴊɪꜱᴜɴɢ

ʟᴇᴇ ꜰᴇʟɪx

[10:18]

ᴋɪᴍ ꜱᴇᴜɴɢᴍɪɴ

ʏᴀɴɢ ᴊᴇᴏɴɢɪɴ

[velshocchi]

ꜱᴇᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴ

wow i miss him sm

[shaikhrafeeque]

*मजबूत इरादे रखते हैं* *ठोकर पर जमाना रखते हैं* *मंजिल पर नजर फौलादी जिगर* *सपनों का खजाना रखते हैं* *जब राह सही है फिर रुकना कैसा चलते जाना है बढ़ते जाना है* 🔥💥🔥 *ᴛᴏᴅᴀy ᴠᴇʀy ᴩᴏᴡᴇʀꜰᴜʟ ᴅʜᴀᴍᴀᴋᴇᴅᴀʀ ꜱᴇᴏ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴀᴜʀᴀɴɢᴀʙᴀᴅ Team Champions* 💪🏻🥳✌🏻 *Mission 90 Days* in Full Swing ��🔥🚀 https://www.instagram.com/p/CROjH8wFHQM/?utm_medium=tumblr

[inkkayyy]

ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴ ᴏᴜᴛꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ    >ꜱᴇᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴ  [ ᴏɴᴇ ]

When Seo Changbin first met Kang Sunhee he decided she was an anomaly.

See, he would have never expected her to become such a big part of his life.

[ from an outside perspective]     [ sunhee’s masterlist ]

(wk: 2.1k)  (format: english in italics)

160921

When Seo Changbin first met Kang Sunhee he decided she was an anomaly. 

See, he would have never expected her to become such a big part of his life.

Months before he’d even joined JYPE she’d shown up at Bora High School. A downright determined girl who introduced herself as a transfer and was done with it. He’d actually thought she was from Jeolla-Do or somewhere more southwest for a while, her dialect evident and pretty ingrained in her speech. Imagine his shock when he’d learnt she was from Australia.

Rumours buzzed around for a while, she was on the run from the Australian mob or ran away from home. But the conclusion was that she had to be a trainee, which of course peaked his interest. The talent show in her first year was of particular note when some other girls had roped her into performing a Twice song with them. It was clear she’d learnt dance from some kind of professional. 

But that was that. Sunhee was (probably) an idol trainee at their school that greeted people in halls but didn’t stick around for conversations. Who’d snagged the top spot in English from the grade’s try-hard (much to the cohort’s delight) and barely showed up for class. 

He’d spoken to her once or twice, got stuck as deskmates for a week because their teacher insisted on everyone rotating weekly- ‘to better converse with your peers’ he’d claim.

They’d sat and Sunhee kept a Hangul alphabet chart taped to her desk (which she’d peeled off at the week’s end). It was an odd few days, because Changbin found himself excelling in English, with her muttering the answers under her breath with expert pronunciation but not taking the initiative to raise her hand. He didn’t take credit of course, but with sentences and grammar written in perfect script next to him, it was much easier to understand. 

He’d made an effort that week, to perfect the lines of his own hangul and write extra neat rather than his typical scrawl, and to answer whichever questions the teacher posed that seemed to throw her off kilter. 

It was odd because they didn’t speak, but for those brief five days- only three of which Sunhee actually appeared for, Changbin found that less time was spent staring at the clock but rather with straight pen strokes and neat notes that he knew Sunhee wouldn’t have gotten from the chalkboard fast enough, taking his arm off the page so she could pretend not to copy his notes and he could pretend not to notice. 

He really didn’t understand her, because as far as conversation went, she’d introduced herself when they’d first sat down and simply smiled with a hello and goodbye when the bell marked each period’s start and end. She was an anomaly, one he couldn't care to explore further, simply content to acknowledge and move on from.

But eventually the tide had to shift, and it did. When Changbin was accepted into JYP Entertainment.

Seo Changbin had practically been adopted by Jisung the second he was past orientation, the kid- who was actually a year younger than Changbin, was a bubbling ball of positivity and arrogance. How he managed to mix those two so well would be forever a mystery, but his heart-shaped smile and bunched up cheeks more than made up for the occasional cocky smirk. 

The integration to trainee life was a bumpy one. It was all he’d ever wanted but of course his sleep schedule was something he’d had to adjust (sacrifices could be made), and so was his volume when returning home late at night- his mother made that much clear. But something he’d embraced with open arms was the opportunity to share his ideas. Jisung, who’d dragged Changbin around the first two weeks as a ‘promising rapper’ also came with a secondary attachment, Bang Chan.

A trainee of nearly six years and probably the kindest teenager Changbin had ever met, Chan was slowly becoming his favourite part of the company. Admittedly a few of the other new trainees were terrified of him, but Changbin was never one to back down easily.

The pair spoke fondly of other trainees that Chaginbin was less acquainted with (there were so many of them). But the names that seemed to pop up often were: Lilly- who Chan explained was another international trainee, and Jeongin, who was supposedly at school. Jisung always spoke of his ‘noona’ too and each mention came with Chan giving his side a gentle elbow or kick and muttering ‘she said not to call her that’ to which Jisung would always reply ‘Isn’t that the point?’

It was two weeks into his traineeship that Changbin finally met the mysterious ‘noona’.

He hadn’t been to school that day, instead spending it in lessons for some group dance with other trainees that had passed the recent auditions. And as the afternoon trailed on and he was given an hour of reprieve before a vocal lesson, he found himself in the cafe with Chan and Jisung. 

Trainees were given cards- well points more specifically, that just so happened to be stored on cards, to use in the JYPE cafeteria. Jisung pays for Chan- who claimed he was ‘saving his’, why Changbin didn’t quite understand- the company was pretty liberal with their alliances and Chan should have had plenty.

And it’s only when they’ve been seated for a good fifteen minutes does Changbin startle suddenly aware of the fourth chair at their table- now occupied by a school bag. It’s boxy, made from yellow canvas that’s bright, but was probably a bit brighter a few years ago. A few keychains dangle off it, a set of beads and charms in a striking red- the main feature being a small strawberry, and another that bore the tiniest little raccoon that he’s pretty sure was a dirt cheap novelty found in most gotcha machines. And It confused Changbin because he’d seen it before- he’d heard those annoying red and pink beads clash together, jostled with movement and noted the crappy paint job of the cheap raccoon before. He was so damned sure.

Wordlessly, Chan held up his card, the one for the cafeteria that had his points on it and the little slip of plastic was taken from his outstretched hand with deft fighters. Changbin watched curiously as someone with a school uniform- his school uniform, retrates to the cafe counter. 

And as she ordered, sliping the card over for the barcode to scan, he realised that It was Kang Sunhee. Who spent her lunch times sitting with a nice but boring group of girls, not talking to them. Who needed an alphabet chart taped to her desk but achieved a 100 on their last English Exam, who got solid 80’s in maths without batting an eye and only showed up half the time and smiled her way down hallways without putting effort into small talk. Who the cohort had decided must have been a trainee at some small company- because surely she’d make a big deal out of being at a well known company.

“They don’t give the female trainees as many meal points.” Jisung said through a mouthful of noodles, noticing Changbin’s confusion. “Noona’s supposed to be on a diet so they took all hers away. But Chan-hyung saves his up because the company gives him so many.”

And soon enough, Sunhee was back, shrugging off the blazer to drape it across the chair and using one hand to loosen the tie that secured the white dress shirt around the column of her neck It’s only when she nudged her backpack to the ground, not caring as fell down with a dull thud, keychains cluttering as it did, that she noticed him.

“Oh- Changbin-ssi?” Sunhee cocked her head to the side, the same way she did when assessing a question in a textbook that she didn’t quite get. Like he was something out of place, or a line from their poetry unit that she just couldn’t wrap her head around.

“You know each other?” Jisung asked, again muffled by the food in his mouth. Chan’s also looking up from his phone, just with his eyes but the curiosity is evident.

“Yeah.” She replied. Still frowning, but moving to sit anyway. “I got to his school.”

His school. Because it was just that, It wasn’t her school. All Sunhee did was read the passages in English to show off and grace the halls a few days a week, she ate her lunches with little to no interest in those she sat with and hardly cared for the gossip left in her wake.

“Huh.” Chan said, stealing a piece of Tteok-bokki for the small portion on Jisung’s tray- having already finished his own. “Well that’s fun.”

“I didn’t know you were accepted by JYPE.” Sunhee said casually, snapping the wooden chopsticks apart, digging her short nails between one end and pulling apart with a quick tug. They split right down the middle.

“Really- The school filmed a video about it and everything. Most students know.” 

‘I guess I don’t really pay much attention, do I.” It’s a cheeky poke, and it makes Jisung huff a laugh over his food- an inside joke maybe.

Changbin’s tray was empty, the chopsticks snapped, ugly and off centre, a chunk of the join attached to the left chopstick. His eyes only flickered away from her once or twice while she spoke. Because his mother had raised him to be polite, to hold eye contact and listen attentively. 

But this was probably the longest conversation he’d had with her. And wasn’t that just miserable. 

He’d been looking forward to meeting her. It was clear she had some kind of kinship with the other two at the table, and Chan- who eats like a machine (upwards of two rice bowls with every meal) sacrifices his meal points for her. And Jisung speaks of her like she hung the stars, that his ‘noona’ was the most amazing person in the company (short of himself of course, because Jisung came with a sense of cockynes that simply will not disappear).

She doesn't seem off put by his presence, just… impartial. And well, that was it. They ate. Chan asked Sunhee about her day at school and Jisung recounted everything that happened in his. Changbin sits and listens offering his own piece from time to time: little comments about the rap lesson he and Jisung had earlier or off handed complaints about his and Sunhee’s homeroom teacher.

Then he moves on with his day and that was life. 

But the next day he saw her at school, the Monday of the following week, Changbin made a decision. He hadn’t even seen her in the classroom but ended up startled by her distinct accent reading out the English passage- it’s some borning diary entry, that is supposed to have four mistakes in it for them to circle. 

He finds it easy because when he watches her read it, each mistake- like the use of  the clunky phrase ‘less than before’ comes with a head tilt, the same way she peers at textbook questions and Changbin when she spots him in the practice room or company hallways.

After that class, when students make their way out of the classroom, ducking their head to the teacher as they walk past, giving ‘goodbye’s in English as the teacher always asked them to. She’s awkwardly straightening the sides of her blazer under her bag straps, pink beads and charms clicking together with the movements. 

“Sunhee-ssi,” She turned to him, pausing her steps. She answered with nothing more than a hum, the same way she did when entertaining Jisung’s rants. “Would you like to sit with me for lunch?”

It’s an odd feeling as they walk together, chatting about nothing more than school or the vending machine snacks at their company. She tells him she moved from Australia but enrolled in school as it was her family’s only condition. He in return told her that his parents were happy he’d made it into JYPE- that his older sister won’t stop teasing him about it.

They’re shallow topics really, but that was okay. And as she sits down, introducing herself to the five other boys Changbin spent his school days with, it’s simple. Nothing really to it.

She melds with them well, contributing to the piss-taking that is their normal and complaining about Literature- her worst subject, with the group.

Seo Changbin doesn’t understand her. Kang Sunhee is an anomaly but he is happy to sit and chat with her at lunch times, conversation flowing with ease- much to the shock of his friends who continue to shoot curious glances.

But he thinks that maybe understanding her could wait for a later date, for now, he was happy to simply exist, adjusting to his new lifestyle and the people that came with it.

[from an outside perspective]     [ ɴᴇxᴛ >>> (coming soon) ]

[bleuxberri]

𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐮.

「...mafia mob」

— a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this

navigaion.

aus.

ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛᴏᴘʜᴇʀ ʙᴀɴɢ – ʙᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴀɴ;

name: christopher bang

hometown: sydney, australia

birthday (y.m.d): 1997.10.03

age: 24

role: boss, assassin

code name: cb97

code number: 100397

boss: the person who leads or commands a group, organization, or country.  

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons. 

criminal history;

gang activity

gang violence

grand theft

attempted murder

accessory to murder

attempted torture

accessory to torture

hacking (government)

accessory to hacking (government)

attempted arson

accessory to arson

blackmail

ʟᴇᴇ ᴍɪɴʜᴏ – ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ;

name: lee min ho

hometown: gimpo, south korea

birthday (y.m.d): 1998.10.25

age: 23

role: spy, hitman

code name: leeknow

code number: 102598

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

hitman: a person who is paid to kill someone, especially for a criminal or political organization.

criminal history;

gang activity

gang violence

1st 2nd & 3rd-degree murder

arson

torture

attempted murder

grand theft auto

left crime scene

trespassing

accessory to hacking (government)

accessory to grand theft

ꜱᴇᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴ

name: seo chang bin

hometown: yongin, south korea

birthday (y.m.d): 1999.08.11

age: 22

role: sniper, arsonist

code name: spearb

code number: 081199

sniper: a person who shoots from a hiding place, especially accurately and at long range.

arsonist: the criminal act of deliberately setting fire to property. 

criminal history;

gang activity

gang violence

1st 2nd & 3rd-degree murder

arson

torture

attempted murder (government officials)

grand theft auto

left crime scene

trespassing

accessory to hacking (government)

accessory to grand theft

ʜᴡᴀɴɢ ʜʏᴜɴᴊɪɴ;

name: hwang hyun jin

hometown: seoul, south korea

birthday (y.m.d): 2000.03.20

age: 21

role: spy, seducer, hitman

code name: hyunjin

code number: 032000

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

seducer: a person who entices someone into sexual activity. 

hitman: a person who is paid to kill someone, especially for a criminal or political organization.

criminal history;

gang activity

gang violence

1st & 2nd-degree murder

attempted murder

trespassing

grand theft

accessory to murder

accessory to grand theft

ʜᴀɴ ᴊɪꜱᴜɴɢ – ʜᴀɴ;

name: han ji sung

hometown: incheon, south korea

birthday (y.m.d): 2000.09.14

age: 21

role: assassin, dealer

code name: j.one

code number: 091400

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

dealer: a person or business that buys and sells goods.

criminal history;

1st 2nd & 3rd-degree murders

manslaughter

torture

in illegal underground fighting

assault & battery

drug traficing

gang violence

gang activities

pyromania scenes

left crime scene

ʟᴇᴇ ʏᴏɴɢʙᴏᴋ – ꜰᴇʟɪx;

name: lee felix

hometown: sydney, australia

birthday (y.m.d): 2000.09.15

age: 21

role: assassin, lure

code name: yongbok

code number: 091500

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

lure: tempt to do something or to go somewhere, especially by offering some form of reward.

criminal history;

gang activities

gang violence

blackmail

grand theft

arson

assault & battery

attempted murder

attempted grand theft

attempted assault

attempted assault & battery

attempted arson

accessory to murder

accessory to grand theft

left the crime scene

ᴋɪᴍ ꜱᴇᴜɴɢᴍɪɴ;

name: kim seung min

hometown: seoul, south korea

birthday (y.m.d): 2000.09.22

age: 21

role: spy, hitman

code name: seungmin

code number: 092200

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

hitman: a person who is paid to kill someone, especially for a criminal or political organization.

criminal history;

gang activity

gang violence

1st & 2nd-degree murder

attempted murder

attempted assault

torture

left crime scene

trespassing

accessory to murder

accessory to theft

ʏᴀɴɢ ᴊᴇᴏɴɢɪɴ –ɪ.ɴ;

name: yang jeong in

hometown: busan, south korea

birthday (y.m.d): 2001.02.08

age: 20

role: hooligan, distraction

code name: i.n.

code number: 020801

hooligan: a violent young trouble maker, typically one of a gang.

distraction: something/someone that prevents someone from giving full attention to something else.

criminal history;

gang activity

gang violence

accessory to murder

accessory to assault

accessory to grand theft

grand theft 

left crime scene

[bleuxberri]

(𝐠)𝐢-𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐮.

「...mafia mob」

a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this! | all gifs are from pintrest

*•.¸♡ navigaion. ♡¸.•*

*•.¸♡ aus. ♡¸.•*

‣ summary... as mafia members

↺ genre... mafia au

♪ listen to... lion by gidle

♆ ᴊᴇᴏɴ ꜱᴏʏᴇᴏɴ;

name: jeon so yeon

hometown:

birthday (y.m.d): 1998.08.29

age: 24

role: boss, spy, assassin, driver

code name: jeon.sy

code number: 08291998

boss - the person who leads or commands or group or organization.

spy - a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

assassin - a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

driver - a driver who ensure the escape of his accomplices, for example; bank-robbers, from the scene of a crime.

♆ ᴄʜᴏ ᴍɪʏᴇᴏɴ;

name: cho mi yeon

hometown:

birthday (y.m.d): 1997.01.31

age: 25

role: spy, hacker, drug dealer

code name: cho.myeon

code number: 01311997

spy - a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

hacker - a person who uses computers to gain unauthorized access to data.

drug dealer - a person or business that buys and sells goods.

♆ ɴɪᴄʜᴀ ʏᴏɴᴛᴀʀᴀʀᴀᴋ – ᴍɪɴɴɪᴇ;

name: nicha yomtararak

hometown:

birthday (y.m.d): 1997.10.23

age: 25

role: spy, weapon specialist, the ears, seducer

code name: minnie

code number: 10231997

spy - a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

weapon specialist - is specifically responsible for maintaining control of any weapon props (including firearms, knives, swords, bows, and staff weapons).

the ears - listen at or hear closely or with interest.

seducer - someone that prevents someone from giving full attention to something else.

♆ ꜱᴇᴏ ꜱᴜᴊɪɴ – ꜱᴏᴏᴊɪɴ;

name: seo su jin

hometown:

birthday (y.m.d): 1998.03.09

age: 24

role: spy, capture, hitman

code name: soojin

code number: 03091998

spy - a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

capture - to take into one’s possession or control by force.

hitman - a person who is paid to kill someone, especially for a criminal or political organization.

♆ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʏᴜQɪ;

name: song yuqi

hometown:

birthday (y.m.d): 1999.09.23

age: 23

role: spy, the eyes, arsonist, sniper

code name: sg.yuqi

code number: 09231999

spy - a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

the eyes - look at or watch closely or with interest.

arsonist - the criminal act of deliberately setting fire to property.

sniper - a person who shoots from a hiding place, especially accurately and at long range.

♆ ʏᴇʜ ꜱʜᴜʜᴜᴀ;

name: yeh shuhua

hometown:

birthday (y.m.d): 2000.01.06

age: 22

role: spy, torture, hooligan

code name: yeh,shua

code number: 01062000

spy - a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

torture - the action or practice of inflicting severe pain on someone as a punishment or to force them to do or say something, or for the pleasure of the person inflicting the pain.

hooligan - a violent young trouble maker, typically one of a gang.

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