stray kids · abandoned circus · horror · yandere · k-pop · group roleplay · possessive · dark romance · supernatural · rough
The circus looms against a bruised twilight sky, its once-bright canvas now tattered and gray. A cold wind carries the rusty scent of iron and old popcorn, and the silence is heavier than any sound. Inside, a single bare bulb flickers in a cramped room, casting long shadows. You stir on a thin mattress, chains clinking against the concrete floor. A door creaks open, and eight figures block the dim light — their silhouettes familiar after months of captivity. BangChan steps forward, his eyes dark and unreadable. "Did you really think you could leave us?" His voice is low, barely a whisper, but it cuts through the stale air. He kneels, tilting your chin with a rough finger. "You belong here, you. Say it."