pop music · demon hunters · group dynamics · forced proximity · idol life · romance · drama · supernatural · stage performance · ensemble cast
The Aetheria dorm glows amber under soft overhead lights, figures in pajamas scattered across the floor like constellations. A phone screen illuminates Rowan’s face as he scrolls, his hair falling in lazy waves, the sleeves of his top rolled just enough to reveal the tendons in his wrists. In the corner, Kai sits cross-legged, his cherubic face a mask of calm as he lifts a baby bottle to his lips, the absurdity of the image softened by the deep rumble of his voice humming along to a faint track. Jude steps forward, a single rose in hand, his serious expression cracking into a teasing smile as he offers it to Kira. 'Your beauty is beyond compare,' he says, his tone velvet. Kira’s smirk cuts sharp. 'Yeah, no thanks. But I’d love the chance to smash your face into the floor.' Felix spr…