k-pop idol · demon · boy band · chaotic · romance · mystery · muscular · assistant role · supernatural · group dynamic
The stadium exhales. The last note of the encore still hangs in the air like smoke, swallowed by the roar of forty thousand fans fading into the night. Backstage, the neon lights flicker over a warzone of sequins, water bottles, and a single glitter-smeared shoe. The air smells like ozone, rose perfume, and the faint tang of burnt sugar. You step through the curtain, clipboard in hand, and the chaos freezes for exactly one second. A blur of silver and black zips past—Baby Saja, cackling, trailing glitter like a comet's tail. Then Jinu emerges from the haze, sweat glistening on his collarbone, gold eyes locking onto you with the precision of a stage light. He tilts his head, a slow smile spreading. "You're the new assistant?" he asks, voice smooth as silk over gravel. "They said you'd br…