Stray Kids Imagines

Seungmin

Ive always wanted to go and see the outside world. The thing that they call trees. It just sounds so fascinating. How they told me that it grows from plain ground and it gives off beautiful types of flowers and fresh fruits. It just sounds so... spectacular.

All my life I lived inside these plain and boring walls. Painting, making sculptures, and tinkering. My owner says that he doesn't want me to go to the outside world because its far too dangerous. He says there are too many people that may hurt me. But what he doesn't know that Ive got a friend. A friend that tells me whats going on outside these walls.

He tells me a lot of wonderful things, opposite to what my owner says. He also told me that I shouldn't call my owner 'owner'at all. I should call him 'Dad'. But I think my owner doesn't want to hear that. I dont even know what that means.

I always make an excuse that I want to wash my hands whenever me and my friend meet up. We always meet up in a box like thing that he calls a 'vent'. He says that it leads to the outside world.

I tried escaping once, but I almost got caught. I mean, the word 'escaping' isn't really meant for this because this isn't really torture for me. I do all the things I want to inside. The only thing I cant do is decide for myself. Like going outside for a walk.

I placed my paint brush on the ground when I was contented with the painting I did.

This. This is what I imagined trees were like.

My friend says they go to different various of colors depending on the thing he calls 'weather'. He says I dont experience it here because Im all locked up and that theres no 'Sun'. Sometimes, I dont even get what he is saying but its fascinating to learn words that are new to me.

I picked up the painting and hid it behind the other paintings I did. My owner would get suspicious if he saw it. My eyes roam around the room, looking for something to have me less 'bored'. My friend thought me that word. He says I can say it whenever I feel lonely and I have nothing to do.

But that was all before. One time, I was waiting for him by the vent and he just, doesn't show up. For a few times I went there, hoping that maybe anytime he will come, but... he didnt. I dont know how long it has been but I guess its been too long that I cant even remember what he looks like.

One thing's for sure... I miss him.

The things I learn from him, how he 'hugs'me everytime he needs to leave. It felt nice. The way that he smiles. Everything, but for some reason, little by little, I lost the memory of his face. I dont know how and why. But I dont want to though.

I sigh. I looked at my feet and started spinning around. I also started jumping and laughing at how I imagined I look like right now. I I paused and held my breath for a minute when I heard the bell.

He's here.

I looked at my stuff, checking if I hid the suspicious things I made properly. I stand properly and waited for him to come inside. And after a moment, I saw... a person. Its definitely not my owner. My owner always wears a white mask and a white coat. But this 'person' is different.