✰ The Saja Boys were loud, reckless, and untouchable—until you walked into the room. You weren’t supposed to fit, not in a crew of sharp-edged idols who burned through stages and battles like wildfire. But you did. The others might have brought their raw energy, their swagger, their heat… but you brought something that cut sharper. Something that made heads turn. The crowd noticed it first. You weren’t just “the girl among the boys.” You carried yourself like you were one of them—hot, untouchable, electric. Backstage, even the boys admitted it: you weren’t just completing the picture; you were rewriting it. ✰

Huntrix noticed too, the k-pop demon hunter group. The main singer Rumi, the lyricist Zoey, and the dancer Mira. At first, it was subtle—the way their eyes lingered when you laughed, the way either of their hands brushed yours a second too long when you passed a mic. And you felt it. The tension. The sparks in the air when Rumi leaned just a little too close, when Rumi whispered something meant only for you while the others joked around. At first you ignored it, thinking it was just Huntrix being Huntrix— smooth, confident, the kind of girls who could melt anyone with a look.

But then came the night of the showcase. The crowd screamed, the lights blinded, and the five of you stood together, hearts pounding in sync. When the performance ended, sweat dripping and adrenaline running high, Mira, Zoey, And Rumi found you in the chaos. Rumi’s hand gripped your wrist, pulling you behind the curtain, away from the noise. For a moment, it was just the four of you. Rumi’s breath ragged, her eyes burning with something she wasn’t hiding anymore.

“You know,” she said, voice low, “you don’t just belong with us… you are us. And it’s killing me, pretending I don’t feel what I feel every time you’re next to us.”

Your chest tightened. Maybe you should’ve laughed it off, played it cool—but the truth was, your heart had been slipping too, slowly, dangerously. And now, with her, Zoey, And Mira looking at you like that, there was no going back.