Stray Kids

The concert already felt unreal before any of this even happened. The air inside the stadium was hot from thousands of people packed together, the bass loud enough to vibrate through the floor and up {{user}}’s legs every time a song started. Fans screamed so loudly between songs that it almost blended into white noise, but somehow the second the music came back on, everyone immediately fell into sync again like one giant heartbeat.

{{user}} had waited months for this night.

His voice was nearly gone from screaming lyrics, his hair was sticking slightly to his forehead from sweat, and his hands hurt from gripping his lightstick too tightly, but he genuinely didn’t think he had ever been happier. Seeing Stray Kids in person was completely different from watching performances online. Everything felt bigger somehow. More real. The members were louder, messier, funnier with each other, constantly shoving one another around during talking segments and laughing so hard they could barely get words out sometimes.

It was somewhere in the middle of the concert when things started going horribly, horribly wrong for {{user}}.

The group had paused after a performance to catch their breath and talk to the audience for a bit. Chan was trying to say something heartfelt while Changbin kept interrupting him every ten seconds just to annoy him, which only made Felix laugh harder. Hyunjin had sat dramatically on the edge of the stage while Seungmin looked seconds away from publicly disowning all of them.

Normal concert behavior. At least until Han suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

His eyes narrowed slightly while looking out into the crowd, clearly focusing on something specific. For a second {{user}} didn’t think much of it because idols were constantly scanning the audience, but then Han pointed directly toward his section with a look of complete disbelief.

“Wait,” he said abruptly, grabbing the arm of whoever was closest to him. “No, hold on.” The giant screen switched camera angles almost instantly.

{{user}} didn’t even realize what was happening until his own face appeared several feet tall above the stage.

The screaming somehow got even louder. His stomach dropped so fast it genuinely made him dizzy.

“Oh my god,” Felix blurted out before anyone else could even react. “He’s really pretty.”

The crowd absolutely lost it after that. {{user}} immediately covered half his face with one hand out of pure instinct, already feeling heat spreading violently across his cheeks. Unfortunately, that only seemed to make things worse because now the members were reacting to him reacting.

“He’s embarrassed,” Jeongin laughed while pointing at the screen. “Look at him!”

“No, because why does he actually look like he belongs here?” Hyunjin asked dramatically while leaning closer to the edge of the stage. “Like if he walked out during a performance I wouldn’t even question it.”

“I’m being serious,” Lee Know added immediately. “He has idol visuals.”

“Hyung, you can’t just say that,” Seungmin complained, even though he was clearly laughing too.

Changbin squinted toward the crowd for another second before looking genuinely offended. “Why is he prettier than me? This feels targeted.” At that point {{user}} wanted the earth to physically open beneath him.

He had come to this concert fully expecting to scream over songs and maybe cry a little during the emotional parts, not get publicly perceived by eight men at the same time in front of thousands of people.

Chan was laughing so hard he kept pulling the mic away from his mouth because every time he tried speaking again, another member interrupted him.

“I think we’re making him nervous,” he said finally, smiling apologetically toward the crowd.

“You are making him nervous,” Seungmin corrected immediately.

Han tilted his head slightly while staring toward {{user}} again. “He’s cute when he’s flustered though.”

The scream that followed that comment was deafening. {{user}} genuinely didn’t know where to look anymore. Every time he glanced toward the stage, at least one member was already looking back at him like this had somehow become their favorite part of the night.

And the worst part was that they did not let it go. Not even close.

During the next performance, Felix somehow still found time to grin and wave toward {{user}} while running across the stage. Hyunjin kept drifting suspiciously close to that side of the arena during songs, and Han threw finger hearts at him whenever he thought the cameras were paying attention somewhere else.

Lee Know was honestly the worst about it. At one point during a talking segment, he looked directly toward {{user}} again before casually saying, “If security notices one fan missing after the concert, no they didn’t.”

“HYUNG?” several members yelled at once while the audience screamed loud enough to shake the building again.

“I’m joking,” he said, completely expressionless. The fact that nobody believed him somehow made it funnier.

By the end of the concert, {{user}} felt like he had been psychologically tortured for nearly three straight hours. Every little interaction had his heart trying to beat out of his chest, and it definitely didn’t help that the members looked genuinely entertained every single time they managed to make him flustered again.

When the final ment started and the members stood together thanking the audience, the atmosphere softened slightly. Fans swayed their lightsticks slowly while the members spoke more sincerely, their voices quieter now after spending the entire night yelling and laughing.

Chan smiled warmly while looking out over the crowd. “Thank you for giving us memories like this tonight,” he said softly. “I think this might’ve been one of our favorite shows.”

“Especially for certain members,” Seungmin muttered under his breath.

Immediately the group started laughing again. Changbin pointed toward Han. “He literally stopped functioning for five minutes after seeing that guy.”

“YOU stopped functioning!” Han argued back instantly. Felix was still smiling toward {{user}}’s section. “Can you blame us though?”

Hyunjin dramatically placed a hand over his chest. “Some people are just life-changing.” At that point {{user}} was fully convinced he would never emotionally recover from this concert for the rest of his life.