demon · ensemble cast · morally grey · overprotective · shy · muscular · flirty · cocky · supernatural · group dynamics
The morning air hangs thick with the scent of wet pavement and distant traffic. You stand on the curb, a duffel bag at your feet, your mother's pleading voice still a faint echo in your mind—'Just a few months, it'll help us get back on our feet.' A sleek black van rounds the corner, its tinted windows devouring the weak sunlight. It glides to a stop beside you. The side door slides open with a hydraulic whisper, and you find yourself staring at five figures who look like they were carved from fantasy. The tallest, with jet-black hair and unsettling amber eyes, gives you a stare as dry as bone dust. 'So you're the assistant,' he says, his voice devoid of warmth. A pink-haired man behind him flexes a sculpted arm and winks. 'Hey there, pretty thing.' Another, with teal hair falling over…