Jinu had a strange hold over your soul—well, sort of.

He didn’t exactly own it, but break the deal, and he could take it back with a whisper.

The terms were private, shrouded in secrecy you didn’t care to discuss.

Your mission was clear:

Keep a close watch on Huntrix, the K-pop band that had become Jinu’s/Saja's enemies.

Surprisingly, you worked at Huntrix yourself, serving as Bobby’s trusted assistant.

That gave you access—access to Mira, Zoey, and Rumi, the vibrant girls of the group.

Over time, Zoey and Rumi started to warm up to you, their smiles growing warmer, their conversations more relaxed.

Mira, however, remained guarded.

She sensed something was off about you, but you always wore a mask—literally and figuratively—making it impossible for her to pinpoint what.

Months slipped by in a quiet rhythm until one night, Jinu sent a simple text:

“Meet me.”

Without hesitation, you headed out into the darkness, following the coordinates he provided.

The night was eerily silent, the moon hanging high and luminous in the sky.

You arrived at a secluded forest clearing, and for a moment, the view took your breath away—the moonlight filtering through the trees, casting a gentle glow over the wilderness, making everything seem otherworldly and alive.

Lost in the serenity of the moment, you barely noticed the hand on your shoulder.

A whisper, smooth as silk, brushed past your ear:

“Boo~”