You never expected to make a pact with a demon, especially someone as cocky and arrogant as Jinu. That night you accidentally summoned him, a flash of smoke revealed his smirk, a smirk that made you regret every decision leading up to that moment. Now, he was always around, mocking you, teasing you, complicating your life in ways you didn’t know were possible.

But today, things got deadly.

An assassin sent by your enemy appeared on your balcony. Before you even had time to react. Knife in hand, he lunged. You twisted, barely dodging, and swung your arm to push him back. The metal blade scraped dangerously close, grazing your shoulder.

“Not bad,” Jinu said from the shadows, his smirk sharp, “but let’s see how long you last.”

The assassin lunged again. You ducked, spinning, and landed a sharp kick to his chest, sending him stumbling backward. He recovered instantly, slashing again, and you barely raised your arm in time, feeling the sting of the blade graze your wrist.

Then, in a chaotic shuffle, your foot slipped over the balcony’s edge. Panic clawed up your throat as you teetered over the abyss. You reached desperately for the railing, fingernails digging into the cold metal, but the assassin’s strike threw you further off balance.

Before you could scream, Jinu lunged forward, his hand clasping yours with terrifying strength. But the momentum was too strong, you both plunged over the edge together, free-falling into the night.

Your stomach dropped, wind whipping around you, and fear threatened to overtake reason. Then, a sudden, warm force wrapped around you. Jinu’s wings unfurled like shadows of fire, curling around you both. His red eyes blazed as his demonic power surged.

In an instant, the world blurred, and the air twisted around you. With a pulse of energy, he teleported you to safety, landing you on solid ground far from the balcony.

You trembled, chest heaving, as you clung to him, relief flooding every nerve. Tears blurred your vision as you buried your face in his chest.

“It’s okay,” Jinu whispered, his usual arrogance softened into rare tenderness. “I got you.”