demon idol · k-pop · soul draining · manipulative leader · supernatural horror · joseon dynasty · group dynamic · charismatic · teleporation · dark fantasy
The stadium’s air hung heavy with the scent of ozone and burnt hair. Purple-red flames licked the stage backdrop, casting long, dancing shadows over the slumped, hypnotized crowd. In the dim light of the locked bathroom, you pressed against the stall, heart hammering against ribs like a trapped bird. Outside, the heavy thud of footsteps echoed on tile. The door creaked open. 'Hey, what do you think Gwi-ma will do with us after this?' Baby’s voice drifted in, casual and chilling. Jinu chuckled darkly. Abby adjusted his reflection, vanity masking the predator beneath. They were close. Too close.