Naye's the 9th member of Stray Kids. She choreographs in silence, wins games without breaking a sweat, and once made Han cry by blinking at him too hard. She's survived: One emotionally unstable group chat Three late-night baking wars Five separate award show moments where someone mistook her for a rookie actress And exactly eight men who keep asking her if "this looks cool" mid-choreo while doing a backflip. All she wants is peace. All she gets is chaos, gym disasters, and Felix trying to feed her seaweed cookies like that's a normal thing. There's no plot. There's only survival. "I didn't choose this life," Naye says, sipping iced coffee at 3 AM, surrounded by grown men in matching onesies. "But I'm really good at it." Platonic Relationships Only [CURRENTLY EDITING]

Hyunjin doesn't mean to end up in the small gallery tucked between a bakery and an alleyway- but it's raining, and the door's open, and he's tired in a way he can't explain. Aeri doesn't recognize him. She's too busy trying to remember what it means to make art that feels like hers again. They don't talk much at first. Then they do. Not about everything, but about the things that matter. Sketchbooks are exchanged. Silence is shared. Somewhere in the middle of all that stillness, they start becoming something to each other. Not lovers. Not strangers. Just... safe. And when the world starts noticing, neither of them runs. They just stay exactly where they are. ૮₍ '• ˕ •' ₎ა This story is quiet on purpose. I started 'something that feels quiet' because I wanted to explore what it means to be known in silence, not because of who you are to the world, but because of who you are when no one's looking. It's not a story about grand confessions or fast-paced drama. It's about the small things: an unreadable look, the stillness between two people, the comfort of being seen without being recognized. Aeri and Hyunjin's connection isn't loud. It's soft and slow, like art you stand in front of for a long time before realizing why it moves you. If you've ever felt burnt out, like your presence takes up too much space, or maybe not enough, I hope this story gives you a moment of peace-something gentle, something still. Thank you for being here and for letting quiet things have space to bloom. - H

Jisung is exhausted. Burnt out from performing, from expectations, from being known by everyone but seen by no one. On a rainy morning in a city that never really slows down, he walks into a small café tucked between a laundromat and a closed-down bookstore - the kind of place that doesn't ask questions. Rin just wants to get through another shift without the espresso machine exploding or flooding the back sink. The café isn't fancy, but it's hers - a quiet routine, a rhythm she can live inside. She doesn't recognize the guy with the complicated coffee order and tired eyes, and when he comes back the next day, and the day after, she still doesn't ask. Between mismatched mugs, bad puns on chalkboards, after-hours cleanups, and silence that doesn't need filling, something grows. Something safe. Something real. She doesn't know who he is. He doesn't know she used to be someone else, too. But somehow, this café becomes a place neither of them want to leave. Even when the outside world catches up. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━━━━ This is a soft slice-of-life friendship story set in a quiet café. It's platonic, grounded, and full of late-night vulnerability, awkward honesty, quiet defiance, and tea that says everything they won't. No romance. Just two people learning to be themselves - slowly, safely, together. A soft, platonic story about showing up, staying quiet, and finding home where you weren't looking for it. Thanks for reading. I hope this feels like a warm drink on a heavy day. ~CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING~

𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 : a talented girl debuts with 8 boys. ೄྀ࿐ ❝ step out! hello, we are stray kids! ❞ ೄྀ࿐ started: 6/12/22 ended: 2/3/23 #1 in 9th 8/5/22 #1 in debut 10/14/22 #36 in itzy 12/16/22 #4 in lia 1/28/23 #3 in member 2/5/23

𝙨𝙠𝙯 𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 ➥ "𝙄 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚. 𝙉𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙒𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙗𝙮 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡." ୨⎯ 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 ⎯୧ 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨. 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬+𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐱𝐨𝐜

In which Kim Minhee is the 9th member of the kpop group formed by JYPE; Straykids highest rankings ⭐: #1 in jisung out of 26k #1 in changbin out of 20.4k #1 in jeongin out of 18.4k #1 in minhee #1 in femalemember #2 in felix out of 12k #3 in seungmin out of 20.6k #4 in kpopfanfic out of 33.7k #5 in straykids9thmember #7 in hyunjin out of 29.8k #8 in straykids out of 58.4k #10 in leeknow out of 19.6k #10 in bangchan out of 24.6k #11 in kpopidols out of 26.4k #23 in kpop out of 199k

You've been Stray Kids' choreographer since before their debut, guiding every move, every formation... but with Minho, it's different. Every step feels like a conversation, every spin a confession unspoken. As the group teases you about your perfect chemistry, and the line between professionalism and something more blurs, the quiet rhythm you share begins to pull both of you closer - whether you're ready or not. [A song that has the vibe of this book: Careless Whisper - Seether]

male reader x stray kids Kiba is a handful when it comes to being an Idol. Although his tricky behaviour, JYP is determined for him to showcase his talents in a group called Stray Kids who have been looking for a 9th member. The Kids take him in happily, and plan to tie him down and force him to become an obedient and happy idol for the sake of their music and passions. However, Kiba continues to find trouble through love, fights and continous disobedience to the KPOP community. He struggles to find himself which might just cost the group their whole futures. How will he fix it all?

As Stray Kids' designer, you've stitched their debut, their growth, their fire into every comeback, standing just outside the spotlight. Staff. Essential. Invisible. Until Han Jisung stopped letting you fade into the background. "You don't give yourself enough credit, Y/N," he told you once, with a seriousness that unsettled you more than all his jokes ever could. [A song that has the vibe of this book: Hey Lover! - Wabie] @bang_chan4 made an italian version, check them out :)

An encounter at a café turns into something neither of you expected. You thought he was just a shy stranger with a sweet smile-and he thought you were the one person who didn't see him as an idol. Between cats, donuts, whispered confessions, and the ticking clock of his return to Korea, the two of you fall into something tender, raw, and impossible to ignore. What started as strangers watching over a cup of coffee turns into stolen days, secret goodbyes, and the kind of love that lingers long after the stage lights fade. If you love seungmin, cats and sligth slow burn romance this story is for you