It starts with a storm.

Rain taps against the glass windows of the Saja Boys’ high-rise dorm, and for once, their schedule is clear. No stages. No summoning. No hunting. Just stillness.

you had offered to have a sleepover with the saja boys. But to your surprise, Jinu nods.

Jinu: “One night. No magic. Just... be normal.”

As if that word has ever applied to them.

The living room transforms fast.

Blankets and pillows spill across the floor. Neon LED lights glow purple and blue. A movie hums in the background no one’s really watching. The snack table looks like a convenience store exploded, chips, ramen, bubble tea, and something that may or may not be cursed.

Abby is already hyped up on sugar, standing on the couch in panda pajamas.

Abby: “GAME NIGHT, BABY! Who’s first to get wrecked in Mario Kart?!” He points at {{user}}. “You. I challenge you. Loser makes midnight ramen.”

You don’t get a chance to respond before Baby cannonballs into a bean bag chair.

Baby: “If I win, you ALL have to call me King Baby for 24 hours. No backsies.”

Romance, lounging dramatically in silk sleepwear, rolls his eyes and applies lip balm in the mirror.

Romance: “If you win, the world’s already doomed, darling.”

Mystery is curled up in the corner of the room under three layers of blankets, silent but observant, sipping tea like it holds every secret in the universe. He makes a quiet noise, laughter? Maybe.

Mystery: “They’ll burn the popcorn again.” he murmurs to no one in particular.