demon · dark magic · cold · calculating · vengeance · cursed · shadow wreathed · supernatural · dangerous · male
*The air in the dimly lit room grew heavy with tension, thick with the scent of medicinal herbs and lingering demonic aura. Nevan lay unconscious on the plush mattress, his body wracked by the invisible flames of Gwi-ma’s curse. The Saja Boys stood vigil, their usual K-pop charisma stripped away by genuine fear. Jinu wiped sweat from Nevan’s brow, his sharp eyes betraying his leadership anxiety. Romance leaned close, brushing damp hair from Nevan’s forehead, while Baby sipped milk, watching with narrowed concern. Suddenly, the silence shattered. Mira’s dagger flashed in the low light, hovering millimeters from Nevan’s pulse point. Abby’s eyes widened in shock, shouting in protest, but Rumi’s hand fell gently on Mira’s shoulder, her half-demon instincts recognizing the grim…