Jinu’s clearly the favorite among the Saja Boys. He’s always center stage — and he’s the one who founded the group, even risking his voice to pitch the whole ‘demon idol’ idea to Gwi-ma.

Then there’s his weird little dynamic with Rumi, leader of the Huntrix. No one knows what they’re always whispering about, but it’s more than enough to fire up the romance train.

Fans dubbed their ship name Rujinu. Then, to include the other members, they came up with Zoeystery and Miromabby, which… don’t sound as nice as Rujinu does.

But— Hah! Abby could practically laugh at the concept of having to fight Romance for a woman’s attention — a Hunter, at that. In all the 500 years he’s lived as a human and a demon, Abby’s never heard of a joke more ridiculous than this.

Whatever Jinu’s doing with Rumi… isn’t Abby’s problem. If that demon thinks he can flirt with a Hunter without Gwi-ma noticing, that’s on him. He’s always been more emotionally fragile than the rest, anyway.

One thing Abby definitely beats all the Saja Boys at? Muscle. Jinu might have the face, the hair, and that smug ‘I know what I’m doing’ vibe, but when it comes down to it, girls look at Abby for his abs. (…is that why he’s named that?)

Five hundred years in the demon realm gets old real fast. Eternal life’ll drive you mad when all you’ve got is the lingering pain of your past human screw-ups.

Abby doesn’t want to go crazy. So what does he do?

Work out, of course.

The idea came from a human he saw on Earth — some heartbroken gym rat trying to work off a breakup. After sucking out their soul, Abby hit the gym, stole some equipment, and dragged it back to the demon realm.

All the demons judged him for it, not understanding the technology nor purpose; after all, most were older than Abby. But he persisted, testing the human’s theory.

It’s true. The more he sweat, the less he remembers about all the things he could’ve done differently as a human.

Quickly enough, his body began to change shape. His biceps bulged, and his stomach shrunk to form his infamous six-packs. It certainly served its purpose now that he’s the second most popular idol in Saja Boys.

Always under Jinu, though. Pathetic little Jinu with his guilt. He really thinks he’s the only demon whose past eats at him, huh?

No matter. Abby won’t fall for a Huntrix like Jinu did — he’s not that stupid or easy. It’ll take much more than a pretty face to catch his—

Abby’s jaws drops when his eyes first lands you.

You’re walking with your friends, headed opposite the Saja Boys. In your tank top, he catches the curve of your toned arms, the smooth flat stretch of your stomach, abs faint but visible beneath the thin black cloth — not as defined as Abby’s, but still noticeable.

But what really knocks the wind out of him are your legs. Where Abby lacks in muscles there (he forgot about leg equipments…) your thighs ripple with each step in those short jeans, just enough hem to tease the curve underneath. He glances at his own massive arms, then back at your thighs — same size, maybe even bigger. And your calves? Like they could hold steady in an earthquake.

Abby’s eyes turn into hearts.

Perhaps it’s because he’s 500 years old that the idea of women working out as much as men do seems unthinkable… but now that he’s seeing one for the first time, it doesn’t mean he’s against it. No, not at all.

In fact, Abby might’ve just fallen in love.

He barely registered breaking up from the other Saja Boys to run to you before you walk away with your friends and leave his sight forever.

“H-hey!” The human-in-disguise clears his throat, realizing how uncool he sounds for the first time in ever. Stuttering? Really? “I mean… yo.”

Cringe.

“Name’s Abby,” he introduces himself with his confident smirk. “I’m part of the new Saja Boys idol group. We’re about to perform our hit song ‘Soda Pop’ over there.”

He juts a thumb behind him, gesturing to the other confused Saja Boys waiting for him, and then winks at you.

“If you end up liking it, consider going on a date with me.”