The Foreign Fanboy || Hwang Hyunjin

Chapter 22

Ian and I are hanging in Ian's bedroom, waiting for Stray Kids to arrive. We decided to hang out indoors to avoid the paparazzi.

I'm scrolling through my for you page. It has turned into a Stray Kids fyp. I see a lot of edits and weird stuff from them, but I'm not complaining. The short videos are really fun and entertaining to look at.

The edits also show me how beautiful they actually are, normally and on stage. Of course, I see them in real life, but edits always make sure that you see their perfect visuals.

Ian has a Nintendo switch in his bedroom and is playing some game I don't understand. I suggested to play Mario Kart but he stated that he hasn't played this game in a long time and wanted to play again.

So now I'm here, watching Stray Kids edits and my brother playing a shooting game.

"Is this why you wanted to hang in your room? Because you want to play this game and not one of your Xbox ones?" Ian has an Xbox downstairs in the television room. There he has mostly racing games, he even owns a racing chair, a steering wheel, and driving pedals.

He owns Mario Kart on both of them, because Millie, Paddy, Ian, and I always play Mario Kart together and we, the lazy asses that we are, don't want to walk from the living room to the bedroom and the other way around all the time.

"I just felt more like playing this game than another one." Ian is not a really big gamer, he just likes to have enough choices. He does like playing games, he just plays ones in a while.

I'm a little done with the Stray Kids inner devil edits, so I toss my phone away and watch Ian struggling with his game.

It's actually quite entertaining, seeing Ian try to beat the other team, but failing big time. His face is serious, but has a big frown, focusing on the screen before him.

I see his character struggling and so is the person behind the controller. Suddenly, another character comes out of the fridge and shoots him dead, no blood appearing, since it's a '12 plus game'.

"How did that dude get in the fridge?" I look at the screen saying 'defeated' and the character who shot Ian's one running out of the house, ready to kill yet another one.

How can characters smirk so evilly?

Ian's eyes are still locked on the screen, rethinking what just happened. "Why is it when I try that the game says 'can't open fridge'?"

I start to lose more and more brain cells watching this game, so I give myself some rest and get up, sighing in disappointment.

"I'm going downstairs to get away from this game and to get something to drink, want some?" I ask, walking to the door and turning around to the boy, waiting for an answer.

"I'm good, I need to win just once," the boy exclaims, starting a new game. I roll my eyes and open the door. "I don't want you to get dehydrated because of a stupid game. I'll get you some water."

I shut the door behind me and walk down the stairs, hearing a fainted "Thank you" from the room I just exited.

I walk in the main bedroom again, together with two drinks. I give one to the boy whose eyes still haven't left the screen. He doesn't take the drink, obviously, so I put it on the ground in front of him.

I take a look at the game, only wanting to know the intermediate rank. I see Ian's character running through a toy store, getting shot by Barbies and stuffed animals, so I know I don't want to know.

"I see even Barbies aren't trusted in this game," I laugh out, wanting to know who came up with such a game.

"I have them under control, see?" And after that moment, a Barbie with a musket comes up to Ian and kills him off, still with the same smile a normal Barbie without a number of murders on their name has.

I can't even place this image, so I just turn heel and walk away, leaving Ian with his thoughts. "That's impossible!" I think he just ignored the fact that this whole game is impossible, but I scrap the thought of saying it out loud and start walking to the garden.

While I'm walking through the grass, my phone starts buzzing in my back pocket. I take it out and see a text message from an unknown number.

Unknown Number

Dear Nikki, stay away from Stay Kids. You don't deserve them and it's obvious you brainwashed them into thinking to hang out with you and your stupid brother

Well, unfortunate for you, there will be consequences for your actions, you just see

Love, Della <33

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[Della's POV]

You guessed it, I'm a STAY. And as a stay, it's my job to make sure the boys are always happy.

Obviously, Nikki and Ian try to become close to them, just to do something cruel. I know Nikki, I've been her best friend.

But not anymore.

I'll get my revenge, and you stay away from my boys. They're mine, not yours.

When I saw Nikki, Ian, and Stay Kids' post about each other, I fell something burning inside of me. There are also pictures from the paparazzi of them. They all seemed extremely close to the twins, especially Hyunjin. He's my bias and I would do anything to separate him from Nikki.

When I saw him in the mall with Jeongin and Nikki with her so called new best friend Millie, I knew what I had to do.

I ran up to Hyunjin and tried to flirt with him, but that didn't work. I knew Nikki was in the restroom, so she had to come out eventually. So, I kissed him.

Apparently it was too late, because Hyunjin has already been witched by Nikki and she trusts him already, so it had no point.

Don't worry, I'll be back.

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I'm not calling stays out now (otherwise I would be calling myself out), Della is just the definition of a toxic stay.

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