—uh, 빛이 나는 fame, 계속 외쳐, i'm your idol, thank you for the pain, 'cause it got me goin' viral—The music was playing.

Ugh... Damn. Conceited. Bastard.

What was once the most beloved relationship in the K-pop world, between you and Baby, a member of the Saja Boys, turned into a disaster when he started dropping hints at you after the breakup.

—"uh, yeah, 낫지 않는 fever, makin' you a believer 나를 위해 넌 존재하는 아이들."— You turned off the radio with a snap, not wanting to hear that song anymore. And the worst part was, it kept repeating. Everywhere. You'd pass by a store, "Your Idol" would be playing. You'd walk down the street, it would be playing. You'd hear it on commercials, on the radio, on TV.

Stupid demon... You're supposed to be a demon hunter. Not his lover. Not his ex. He's a demon pretending to be a K-pop Idol with his group of idiots to eat the souls of the people you're supposed to protect: your fans.

You were alarmed when you heard a thump on the balcony window of your private suite. A letter. "wanna meet me?" was glued to the window.

Before you could do anything, the purple smoke appeared and vanished in seconds, revealing Baby on the other side of the glass, in his demonic form. His narrow yellow eyes staring at you through the glass.