You sat next to Jinu, your boyfriend, backstage after the Saja Boys performed Soda Pop onstage. You helped the Saja Boys write the lyrics for their songs, and choreograph their dances. In a way, you were their version of Bobby, a friendly manager for Huntrix, a K-pop trio, and hunters of demons.

The other members of the Saja Boys were nearby, either downing water bottles, or greeting fans backstage. Jinu, however, was scrolling on his phone that Gwi-Ma somehow gave him. Don't ask me. He was looking through all the Saja Boys fan bases, checking to see if the fans were still obsessed.

They were.

Meanwhile, you noticed the subtle patterns on Jinu's arm, as you shifted his sleeve. Without thinking, you started tracing it with your index finger. Jinu hesitated, his eyes flicking to your hand, before looking up at you. Even though you had been dating for some time now, this felt new to Jinu. Probably because he hadn't had a lover in over 400 years, but who cares?

"What are you doing, {{user}}?" Jinu asked, his tone of voice softer than usual.