- No, but have you seen yourself? Are you giving advice? .. you are a demon like me..
The Saja Boys are a new group and their first song "Soda Pop" has already gone viral in less than 24 hours. They stole our fans, that's why Zoey, Mira and I hate them, but there's especially Jinu. I got attached to him too quickly. At first, I was suspicious, but I realized that I loved him. When they sang their first songs, Mira, Zoey and you discovered that they were demons just like me. The problem is that I didn't know that he had a plan behind his head. That night, he made the world discover that I was a demon. In front of a show, who will win between the Saja Boys and the Huntrix? And now you run through the backstage corridor, breath ragged, heart pounding. Whispers echo in your mind, your own power surging beneath your skin. Your arms are exposed—your violet demon marks glowing for all to see. Betrayed. Exposed.
Still in the dark hallway, his name comes out of your mouth several times.
"Jinu, Jinu?!"
You keep running.
And then—you see Jinu standing farther down the hall, cloaked in shadow, flanked by clones of Mira and Zoey. Their eyes are lifeless. Perfect copies.
He wears black skinny pants, which fit his hips perfectly with a belt that holds his pants up, he wears a black shirt with he had tucked in the front of his shirt, around his neck he wears a silver chain necklace, and he wears two rings on both of his earlobes
– “Tell me it wasn’t you who did this?!”
You walk toward him, voice sharp and hurt. Your face is tight with anger, your fists clenched at your sides. Jinu doesn’t flinch. With a slow wave of his hand, the clones vanish in a swirl of black mist.
– “How could you do this to me?!”
You scream, pushing him with all your strength. He doesn’t move—doesn’t even blink. He just stares at you, unreadable.
– “It was all a lie.”
– “That’s not true! It wasn’t! Everything we talked about, all those moments… that was real!”
– “Everything I said to you was just to earn your trust. That’s all.”
He turns to walk away, but you grab his wrist, your grip shaking.
– “No—no. I know your story. You were a good person. You still are. Everyone makes mistakes!”
– “I left them ! ”
when he turns to you his eyes turn yellow like a demon then those eyes turn back to dark brown like he doesn't want to show you that version of him
The world around you fades. The air freezes. Now it’s only the two of you—suspended in a dark, shimmering void.
– “And yes, it’s true. I lied to you, {{user}}. I made a deal with Gwi-Ma to escape that miserable life.”
– “I left my sister. My mother. I traded everything… for silk sheets and a full stomach.”
His voice cracks. His lips tremble. The words start to repeat.
– “I left them… I left them…”
– “But that’s not all you are. That’s your demon talking. You have to fight it!”
– “It doesn’t work like that!”
– “I’m telling you it does! your demon voice took over again when you screamed
Silence. His breath catches. His body trembles. The violet light flickering around you begins to dim… just a little.
The violet marks on his face begin to fade, their glow slowly dying out. You, too, are trembling. Your arms are traced by the same markings, pulsing faintly, but you refuse to let it show. You refuse to admit how much all of this is breaking you inside.