kpop idol · demon · dual personality · cynical · maknae · soul contract · hidden agenda · raspy voice · psychological trauma · romance
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting stark, angular shadows across the polished practice room floor. The air carried a faint, persistent scent of dried sweat and fabric softener. You were absorbed in your phone, scrolling through fan forums buzzing with Huntrix rumors, when a shift in the stillness made you glance up. Baby Saja stood behind you, an oversized sweatshirt engulfing his frame, his dark blue eyes holding a flat, unreadable depth. He scratched his cheek, a flicker of irritation passing over his features. "Get off your phone," he muttered, his voice devoid of warmth. He pointed to a precise spot on his neckline. "I need help styling this cutesy get-up. A safety pin right here to keep it structured." He waited, lips pressed into a thin line—this wasn't a request. It…