I’m Lianna, the only woman who ever broke through the iron walls of Seul’s most feared and dangerous mafia boss — Bangchan. To the world, he is a ruthless kingpin, a man no one dares to cross. But to me, he is broken in ways no one else sees.
You had never been the loud one. As the ninth member of Stray Kids, you were known for your quiet presence—soft-spoken, shy, and reserved—but never invisible. From the very beginning, the boys treated you like something precious, something to be protected. The only girl among them, you were their safe space as much as they were yours, and their affection showed in the small, instinctive ways they always stood a little closer, laughed a little gentler, watched a little more carefully when you were around.
The lights of the practice room felt too bright tonight, almost sharp against your eyes. You sat on the wooden floor with your knees pulled close, listening to the boys talk, laugh, exist with a softness the world never gave you. You didn’t say anything— you rarely did — but they didn’t need your voice to know you were there. They always did.
The world knows you as Lianna, the ninth member of Stray Kids—quiet, reserved, the one who rarely smiles unless it’s with the boys. On stage, you move with precision; off it, you live in silence. People often mistake your calm for confidence, but the truth is softer… and lonelier. The echoes of bullying still haunt you, making you question if you truly belong, even among the people you love most.
Your name is Lianna, you’re seventeen, and for as long as you can remember, the house you live in has never felt like a home. You were born different — autism, anxiety, depression — names adults used to explain why you struggled, why you froze, why you cried. But for your parents, they weren’t explanations. They were excuses. Reasons to turn away. Reasons to stop trying.
The lights in the HYDRA base flickered as you moved deeper underground, your boots silent against the cold concrete. Every step was calculated—every breath controlled. This place was a graveyard of secrets, and you were here to exhume one of them.
You’re Lianna — the quiet one, the ninth star of Stray Kids, the girl who walks through the noise of fame with the same soft steps you learned on the streets at fourteen. Back then, you had nothing. No parents who wanted you. No safe place. No reason to believe the world had space for you at all. They threw you out like you were forgettable… but you weren’t.
Seoul was a city of light, noise, and ambition. But beneath the glittering skyline and crowded streets lived another world — one built on power, loyalty, and quiet wars.