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]

When stylist Ania joins Stray Kids on tour, she expects long hours and fashion emergencies-not falling for Lee Know. He's quiet, cat-like, and far too pretty in person. She's supposed to stay professional. But between stolen glances, shared breakfasts, and secret nights in borrowed shirts... rules start to blur. Now the world is watching-and hiding their relationship might be the hardest styling job of all.

Bora Kim has spent years fighting for a name in the cutthroat world of dance, her career built on sweat, resilience, and the belief that her talent will speak louder than her silence. When she's hired as a backup dancer and temporary choreographer for global K-pop sensation Stray Kids, it feels like the breakthrough she's been waiting for-until she meets Lee Know, the group's fiercely talented main dancer. From the moment their eyes lock across the practice room floor, sparks fly-but not the good kind. Lee Know sees Bora as a threat to his creative control. She sees him as a stubborn perfectionist who's used to being the only genius in the room. Their rehearsals become battlegrounds of rhythm and ego, where every move is a challenge and every beat a dare. Back up dancer X Lee know 2/8 58.9k words

Aera Yoon had worked with some of the most high-profile names in the Korean entertainment world-actors with diva attitudes, idols with impossible skin routines, even a chaebol's daughter who once cried because her eyeliner wasn't "celestial enough." So when she got the call to join Stray Kids as the lead makeup artist for their upcoming comeback, she didn't even flinch. Another big name. Another job. Business as usual. Well, until she met them. Felix was used to being fawned over. The life of an Idol. He was used to the attention he received. When he meets a makeup artist whose attitude is blunt at best, all he wants to do is make her relax, smile, and laugh. He wants to make her feel loved. Make-up artist x Lee Felix 1/8 66.5k words

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~

Park Ha-rin hasn't had an easy life, but she's always known exactly what she wants: to become a fashion designer. Now, at twenty-two, she's finally chasing her dream as a fashion design major at Seoul National University. When she isn't sketching patterns or sewing late into the night, Ha-rin helps out at her father's cozy café. It's just another ordinary shift-until a handsome stranger walks in. Instantly, she can imagine him wearing her designs on a runway. What begins as casual conversation soon blossoms into something neither of them expected, pulling Ha-rin into a world of love, secrets, and a connection that could change both of their lives forever. College student X Yang Jeongin 3/8 56.3k words

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