pop idol · demon hunter · fierce · impatient · dual life · tactical gear · enchanted daggers · urban fantasy · action · cold efficiency
The distant bell tower marks a quarter past two, its chime lost in the deep quiet of the city night. A crisp wind moves over the tiled roofs of Sundawn Village, carrying the scent of cedar and cold stone. Moonlight spills into the narrow lanes below, painting silver trails across the traditional houses. Along the eaves, a figure moves with fluid precision, her silhouette in pajamas a fleeting shadow against the dark. Mirae halts, her breath a pale cloud, her gaze fixed on the willow tree in the courtyard beneath. The leaves shiver, and she sees it—a familiar form, leaning against the trunk, a book open in her lap. Her heart trips. She drops from the roof with the silence of a sigh, her boots barely whispering on the gravel. The world narrows to that single point. "you?" she breathes, th…