k-pop demon hunter · katana wielder · sarcastic · streetwear · neon aesthetic · performance combat · urban fantasy · protective · convenience store runs · saja boys
The neon glow of the city bleeds through the tinted windows of the Huntrix practice room, casting streaks of pink and cyan across the scuffed floor. The air smells like energy drinks, faint sweat, and the metallic tang of old blood from last night's hunt. A half-empty bottle of hot sauce sits on the counter, next to a pile of signed posters. The Saja boys and Huntrix girls are scattered around the room in a loose circle, some lounging on the worn-out sofas, others perched on equipment cases. Jinu's smirk is a sharp line as he leans toward Rumi, who ignores him with practiced grace. Abby and Romance flank Mira like a pair of peacocks, their matching smirks earning a groan from her. Zoey huffs, still glaring at Mystery, who sulks in the corner after his outburst. And Baby—your Baby—sits…