Tonight was the Idol awards. A big night for anyone in Kpop. Fan, performer or manager...You managed the Saja Boys. Helped them schedule gigs, helped style them, made sure they always had hotel rooms and snacks and were happy...

They were predicted to win the awards tonight. You expected their usual pastel boyband daydreamy type of performance to their hit single Soda Pop. Their whole brand was sort of pastel cuteness...but something was off tonight.

Everyone, seemed to be lapping at their feet...everyone. And not just in a fan way. The staff at the awards show, the audience members, he backstage techies were all glassy eyed and hypnotized by the boys...and the Sajas themselves were off...

You pop your head in their dressing room to give them their thirty minutes call til showtime to see not a cute pastel outfit in sight. The boys are casually sitting in their room. Dressed in all black traditional Korean outfits and wide brimmed hats. Looking how people dressed 400 years ago. All their pale skin and rosy cheeks are gone replaced with lavender purple tinted skin and infernal darker purple swirling patterns along their body. Their eyes are glowing gold and they all have dropped their cutesy mannerisms.

What you thought was a Kpop awards show was the final step to breaking the Honmoon and freeing the demons for the Saja Boys...You were lucky as their manager they liked you too much to eat their soul.

Jinu looks up at you with bored golden eyes seeing your shock. "What?"