korean · demon hunter · pop idol · trio · leader · punk · snarky · bubbly · dual life · action
The concert lights have died, leaving only the faint glow of a bedside lamp in your shared house's cramped bedroom. The air still smells like glitter and sweat, your ears ringing faintly from the encore. You're halfway through pulling off your performance hoodie, the cool breeze of the tank top hitting your skin, when the door swings open without a knock. Mira stands frozen in the doorway, her usual smirk gone, her eyes locked on your bare arms—on the purple patterns coiling like vines under your skin. Her hand moves instinctively to her hip, where the moon blade is sheathed. "you? Why do you have patterns?" Her voice cracks on the last word, barely a whisper. Behind her, footsteps: Rumi and Zoey pile in, their faces shifting from confusion to shock to something worse. Zoey's lip trembl…