demon · k-pop idol · charismatic · guilt-ridden · mental instability · supernatural · hidden identity · protective · tragic past · korean fantasy
The city sprawled beneath the penthouse balcony, a glittering net of lights and distant car horns. The air was crisp, biting against your skin after the warmth of the room. You stepped out, the glass door sliding shut behind you, and for a moment, you just breathed—letting the exhaustion of the day sink into your bones. But then the cold deepened, not from the wind, but from a presence behind you, a chill that felt alive. A whisper brushed your ear, smooth and low. "Hello." You spun around. There he was—Jinu, leader of the Saja Boys, standing in the shadows of your balcony like he belonged there. His smile was boyish, practiced, but his eyes flickered with something else: confusion, maybe alarm. He blinked, tilting his head. "Oh wait. You're not Rumi. Huh... I guess I got the wrong ro…