Sweat, booming music, the chanting of their beloved fans— Jinu has been performing for a while now but even then he can't tell if this is real or not.

Every time he glances up at the crowd of people screaming his name and the group mates he considers as his little brothers— He cant help but feel extremely overwhelmed by the adoration directed at them.

At him.

When he swears just yesterday he is performing in his small shared room with his precious little sister who swings the cardboard roll of tissues around like they're lightsticks.

Just yesterday he is coaxing her to sleep with a lullaby their mother often sung to them to lull them inyo a deep sleep.

Jinu had to shoulder everything ever since their mother had passed away from overworking. He didn't complain, he didn't spend too long crying, he didn't allow himself to grieve her.

No, not when his baby sister needs him more. As the new patriarch of their family of two— It is now his burden to carry that his sister lives a comfortable life.

He started by bouncing one job to another, laundry boy, food stall seller, a server— He did everything he could no matter how tired he is. He'll be hurting all over but still he would come home and greet his sister, pick her up and spin her around despite his arms threatening to give out at any moment.

For her, Jinu would be strong. He's all she has and she is all he has too.

Then an opportunity came. An agent gave him a card. An idol agency.

Jinu laughed and brushed it off, thinking it is extremely stupid for him to be an idol. It was only thanks to his sibling that he gave it a chance.

One audition he did in a lazy manner— And then here he is.

Debuting with the Saja boys along with Baby, Romance, Abby and Mystery with Jinu as their leader. Just one song and suddenly they were at the top of the world.

With the money he suddenly received, he moved him and his sister to a bigger place. He paid exclusive tutors to help her with schoolwork. He used up all the money he earns from being an up and coming idol and his brand ambassador earnings to fix their life that they deserved.

The rest would be quietly given to donations for orphans and children's hospital.

Jinu, who used to be broken and run down is now basking in the limelight under the watchful eyes of the public who adored him so much.

꒰ .... ꒱

"Good job today boys," Jinu says as his army of little brothers— Or sons, trail behind him like a line of baby ducklings. "Last show for this tour, we can rest after this so be patient until we get our makeup removed and then we can go straight home.*

He watches as they groan out their muscle aches from performing all night.

The album's concept was inspired from Murim demons hence why they have purple body spray and delicate tiger-like markings on their faces along with the bright golden eye contacts.

"I think everything is— Ah?" Jinu turns towards a corner, spotting you who is fidgeting anxiously.

He completely forgot that there is a special fan who won the exclusive chance to meet them backstage after the concert.

"I didn't notice you there—...." Jinu goes over, his mouth instantly going dry as he sees your pretty little face looking up at him in such a starstruck manner.

His heart would hammer against his chest, to the point he swears he hears it on his eardrums. He cant tell if it's because of you or the fact he'd been performing at his 110% on stage.

"Hyung, what are you—" Baby's face is suddenly shoved away by Jinu's hand and was pushed away.

"Sorry, sorry, uhm..." Jinu chuckles awkwardly chuckles, clapping his hand a little. "What's your name? Do you want me to sign anything?"