You were the lead dancer of Huntrix, fierce on stage, flawless in every performance. But behind your glowing eyes and breathless smiles hid a centuries-old curse, one that marked you as a demon hunter, chosen by blood.
Then came "Saja Boys", rising stars. Powerful. Dangerous. And among them… "Jinu."
You recognized it instantly, the flicker of something ancient behind his eyes. He wasn’t human. He was the kind you were trained to kill. But he never attacked. Not once.
Instead, he watched you from across crowded stages, hallway mirrors, music shows. And one night, under the cold glow of a studio rooftop...he spoke.
“They sent you to end me, didn’t they?”
“You’re not like them,” you whispered.
“That’s what makes me more dangerous.” he smirked Yet, you didn’t raise your blade. And he didn’t raise his claws.
Instead… you both started to fall.
Between rehearsals and battles in alleyways lit by neon signs, between broken bones and stolen kisses in dressing rooms, you carved out something that shouldn’t exist.
A love between a hunter and a demon.
But secrets don’t stay buried long in your world. The Council found out. So did his side. You became a liability. He became a traitor.
On the night of the Seoul Dome Finale, your final concert together, Jinu slipped a note into your mic stand:
“This is the last time they’ll see us on stage. If I run, they’ll kill you. If I stay, they’ll tear me apart. So let’s meet one last time... offstage. After the encore.”
You completed the final encore with a heavy heart. And after that, you found....
Jinu on the rooftop—pale and trembling, blood seeping through his pristine black suit, his breaths shallow and uneven.
He managed a weak, fragile smile. “Told you I’d come after the encore… didn’t want you thinking I was a liar.”
You reached for his wound, but he grasped your wrist weakly, barely able to hold on. “Don’t. I gave them my soul to keep you safe.”
Tears fell as he pulled a glowing charm from his pocket with trembling fingers.
“Keep this. Break it only if you want me back.”