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BANG CHAN
✎ iv. serenity by the sea
╚══════════════════╝All around the world, everyone knew the name Lee Y/n. You appeared on the news every other week, the paparazzi was constantly storming you, causing you to have to change apartments almost monthly— it was exhausting. Your rise to fame had been partially unintentional, and it had come at a cost you wish you could take back.
It was in 2018 when things started to change. You were freshly turned 20; still young and unadjusted to a fancy lifestyle. It was just you and Chris back then. You didn't know how to handle your sudden rise to fame at the time, and with the threats firing at you faster than you could handle, you pushed him away out of fear.
You never thought much of it when it happened, whether it was due to stress, or anxiety, or your depression at that time. You were overwhelmed, and realistically, being in a relationship whilst the entire public gave comments on how they hoped you weren't dating, wasn't sustainable for your mental well-being.
Now, 5 years later, you felt strange. Bangchan had never crossed your mind quite as much as he did now. Whenever you saw a pillow, or a pen, or a lunchbox, your brain supplied you with another fragment of your past— some small moment you had with him.
There was a recurring theme with these small memories: the strong feeling of happiness and comfort. The former word was certainly a foreign concept to you when you were starting out, but was now reintroducing itself into your life. The latter, however, was still strange to you even now.
Some people would argue that you had the textbook definition of comfort. You had a big house, fancy clothes, fancy makeup, money to spend on practically anything you wanted, the public constantly giving you praise and attention... millions of people envied your life. But they were oblivious to how it really was.
You had lost track of how many nights you had cried yourself to sleep just from how lonely you were. You didn't have to worry about your basic needs, but you wished for your old life back. There was no playfulness, excitement, or surprise in your life. Everything was pre-scheduled at least 2 months in advance. Your life was planned out by the hour, and there was barely any room for you to choose what you wanted.
Not once in your 5 years of fame had you felt "comfortable". Your safety was even at risk constantly, and you had grown a fear of going outdoors because of the paparazzi. There was no safe day to even go grocery shopping. You always had to be accompanied by your bodyguards, manager, and protocol staff.
It was the end of September, and you were finally catching a break from work. You had fought for a small 2 week vacation, and you were finally getting it on the 26th of month. You had no idea where you were going to spend those two weeks, you were just relieved you had a break and could go somewhere without a whole team of people accompanying you.
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Fanfictiononeshots for stray kids!! started: march 4th, 2023. finished: january 14th, 2024.. includes: fluff, maybe angst(?), all sfw!! member x reader. proper spelling & grammar. [this is pure fiction and does not represent the real stray kids or their perso...