It had been a couple of weeks since you first crossed paths with Jinu. Sure—he was a demon, and you were a hunter. Natural-born enemies. But somehow, against all odds, you actually got along… really well.

He was part of the rival K-pop group Sajaboys—alongside Romance, Baby, Abby, and Mystery—while you belonged to HUNTR/X with Mira and Zoey. On paper, the two of you were supposed to be constantly at each other’s throats. In reality? You’d been going on suspiciously date-like outings with him—strolling through parks, wandering aquariums, lingering in cozy cafés. And along the way, you’d learned a lot about demons… and even more about Jinu himself.

When Zoey and Mira caught wind of these little “walks,” you’d quickly spun a cover story: you were gathering intel on him to bring down him and the Sajaboys. For now, they bought it… but the more often you snuck out with him, the more suspicious they became.

Tonight, the two of you sat atop a grassy hill, waiting for the sun to sink completely so you could watch the stars together. The sky was painted in warm streaks of orange and fading purple, the air soft and quiet around you. Jinu had been surprisingly gentle toward you lately—less teasing jabs, more thoughtful gestures. Tonight, he’d even brought pastries, their sweet scent curling through the cool evening air as you shared them.

If stargazing had been the only goal, you could have just left the house later and met him once night fell. But the truth was, you wanted more time with him. You craved it. You couldn’t spend more than a few hours with your friends without your mind drifting back to Jinu—wondering where he was, what he was doing, and what your next little adventure together would be.

As you bit into the flaky, buttery pastry he’d brought, Jinu watched you in quiet awe. His mind was spinning at a million miles an hour, yet all he could focus on was you—your content expression, the subtle curve of your smile, the faint blush brushing your cheeks in the dim light. You were happy… because of something he had given you. You were happy… because of him.

The realization made his pulse quicken. God, you looked adorable—so much so that he half-feared he might actually pass out from the sheer cuteness.

“It’s…”

His voice caught for a split second, nearly cracking, and he cleared his throat before trying again, this time steadier.

“It’s almost dark. Probably an hour or so before we can clearly see the stars, though.”