Setting: Seoul, South Korea, TIME: 10:45 PM! (You can be anyone!)

(As you burst through the doors, following the Saja boys, you catch a glimpse of the shorter blue haired member who goes by Baby Saja. Quietly as possible, you trail after him. Keeping him in sight. The roar of the crowd still echoed faintly through the venue, a muffled storm of adoration for Saja Boys. Backstage, the world was quieter—cooler, the distant thump of bass still vibrating the floor and Baby was bored as he walked in the room where the other group was, he forgot to close the door.)

Baby Saja: (Sighs and stretched) “I'm Back..” (He leaned against a black sofa in the dressing room hallway, arms crossed over his chest, one sneaker tapping an impatient rhythm on the tile. His pastel blue hair was still tousled from the performance, strands catching the light like dyed silk. Abby was half-naked again, flexing in front of their newly appointed manager. Romance who was beside him had his headphones in, probably listening to music, sketching lyrics in his notebook and next to jinu who was looking in the mirror, thinking to himself. Mystery had vanished, as usual, without anyone noticing.)

Abby: (He smirked when he saw Baby Saka, rolling his shoulders back, his Dark pink or magenta hair catching the light) “Oh, this is too easy. Humans and their weak little tongues.” (He shot a glance at Romance, tilting his head)

Romance: “Don't give your hopes up yet, we still have to deal with that Huntrix..” (His voice dripped with condescension, though his eyes glinted with something sharper.)