"here," a deep voice says, "take my hand." in which a girl tries skating with her friends, and sees someone she hasn't seen in a long time.

"Why are you here?" I demand. "It's my apartment." "No, it's mine." ~ Tell me how exactly have I fallen for a ghost.

[Stray Kids x Reader, based off of their songs District 9] "Talk talk, people talk too much, What what, saying nonsense" People only talked, and never bothered to listen. "All the nagging and cursing, please stop Whether I do well or not, I'll take care of myself" And then, they tried to control us. And wouldn't let us talk. Welcome to The District.