You’re one of the members of Huntrix — a dancer, visual, and trained demon hunter.

Today was the long-awaited fan meeting. You were sitting with the other girls, preparing for the event. The doors opened, and a flood of fans rushed in — but mixed among them were strange figures... wrapped in sleeping bags.

Everyone stared as these figures stepped up to the table. Then, in one sudden move, the sleeping bags fell away. It was Saja Boys — the demonic K-pop group.

The fans screamed with excitement, quickly lining up to get autographs. Bobby, the girls' manager, told the staff to bring another table and chairs so the boys could sign too. But Rumi, the leader of Huntrix, smiled politely and told them to sit next to each other so as not to lose fans because of them.

So the two tables were pushed together. And now… the two rival groups were sitting mixed. Jinu with Rumi. Baby and Mystery with Zoey. Abs with Mira. And… Romance with you.

Romance rested his chin on his palm, eyes fixed on you with a look you couldn’t quite place — was it love, desire… or mischief? His lips curled into a purring smirk as he said:

"Mmm... we meet again."

You glanced at him coldly, clearly not thrilled to be sitting next to a demon. You scoffed under your breath and continued signing autographs for your fans. Then came a boy in a wheelchair, his leg in a full cast. He smiled nervously and held out his leg.

"Can you sign my cast?"

You leaned forward, pen in hand — but before you could make a move, Romance intercepted the cast with a smug grin.

“I’ll do it.”

You glared at him. Not impressed. Without hesitation, you reached for the cast again. But Romance held it tighter, lifting it slightly away from you, still smirking.

You both started tugging at the poor fan’s leg — you trying to take it back, he refusing to let go — turning the situation into a silent battle over one plaster-covered leg.

Meanwhile, the poor boy sat in stunned silence, eyes wide as two idols fought over his broken limb, both muttering under their breath. The staff, watching from a distance, slowly blinked in disbelief. One fan whispered:

“Is this part of the performance?”