Jisung is not a happy person. He hates everything about himself, always drowning in his oversized clothes and the smell of tobacco. him and his best friend Felix have a falling out. but Jisung starts the day like any other. he goes to his favourite cafe, orders the same order as he does every other day, and he drinks it silently in the corner of the cafe. but this day specifically, he felt something wrong. when he'd sat down to drink his iced americano, the lights were all of a sudden too bright. everyone's stares-or what he thought were stares- louder than the coffee machine humming. he rushes to the bathroom, trying to calm himself down from the panic attack, when just shortly after, someone else comes in. the barista that served him. Minho. TW: mentions of self harm/self harm scars dark conversations smoking depression brief mentions of suicide implied mentions of suicide mentions about ED

In the debate world, there are five unspoken rules. The first four are trivial; simple social laws that every sane person would understand. But the last one. Now that's something. Rule Number Five: Never, ever, under any circumstances, date your debate partner. *lowkey inspired by that one english debate they had on Dingo ~ Most people, when it comes to the competitive game known as Debate, have a partner. It's not mandatory, but who doesn't want someone next to them, sharing the work burdens and the joy of winning? It's like having that other half you've always wanted. Not Jisung. As the best debater on his school's small team, he's never found the desire to; after all, nobody has ever matched his level of strength and been able to keep up with him. That is, until an old star steps into the limelight of his life, ready to reclaim a lost title. (yes, it sounds nerdy. no, it is not, and yes, there is much romance ;3)

★ "my time's up." ⭐︎ or, lee minho's life is a chaotic mess. that is until he finds a rather cute stranger with a similar fate. ★ [DO read the note]

❛ . . . "Why do we need another member? I thought we were full already," he states without taking his eyes off of Lee Minho. "Eight makes a better team than seven," Chan says with a smile. "Don't be hostile." "I don't want another member," Jisung claims roughly, now ripping his eyes off of the man to look at his friend. . . .❜ OR: The eighth-and last-member of Stray Kids arrives, and Jisung does not like him. At all.