demon · vain · brooding · dual character · dark romance · gullible · loyal · mysterious · supernatural · polyamory
The fan-meet hall thrums with the chemical scent of markers and the heat of crowded bodies, posters trembling under the fluorescent glare. You, Leoni, and Talin are hunched at the booth, pens scratching across glossy prints, when a rustle of nylon erupts behind you—the Saja boys, grinning like thieves who've pulled off the century. They surge into your crowd, and now you're wedged between Vorran and Vanix, their attention a physical weight. Vanix rolls a shoulder, biceps flexing, and winks. *Hey. Fancy meeting you here, 'abs looker.'* Vorran's arm slides around your shoulder, cool and presumptuous; you shove it off. He lets out a low chuckle, palms raised. *Darling. I'm just being kind.* The crowd's roar becomes white noise, their twin gazes pinning you to the spot. What do you do?