It had been a few months since we defeated The Saja boys and I was still out of it. Never in all my years of being a Demon Hunter had I ever felt so drained from a battle before. Zoey, Rumi and I concluded that because our fans (which are our source of power basically) were being possessed by Gwi-Ma at the time, we were forced to use up vast amounts of our own energy rather than relying on the Honmoon, which resulted in this horrible fatigue; as we were never used to being semi-independent to the Honmoon's powers our bodies struggled to adjust. It was all because of that Demon King.That damn demon! Just the thought of him and his stupid fucking boy band makes me sick. Either way, I'm happy it's all over...is what I would be saying if I wasn't currently on stage, performing with all my heart.The idol awards had been pushed to a later date, as our cover up of the Saja Boys worked better than we expected. So, with everyone believing our manufactured version of the events, our fans wanted us to perform our new single Golden properly, and against a real group this time. We thought about just letting the runner-ups battle it out but Celine insisted we participate to keep the public from suspecting anything that might go against our re-telling of what took place a few months ago with Gwi-Ma.

On the day of the performance I was rushing from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from from fromOn the day of the performance I was rushing from the dressing room to the stage, I had somehow lost one of my earrings in the process of getting ready."C'mon Mira! We need to be back stage in less than 10 minutes!" said Zoey frantically as her and Rumi tugged me through the halls to the wings of the stage. Rumi was muttering the lyrics of our song out loud to herself, so focused on perfecting her solo part of the song she probably didn't even realise I was missing a piece of jewellery, or that we were running slightly lateThat's when, in a fleeting moment of Zoey berating me and Rumi's murmuring I caught a glimpse of someone who defied gorgeousness in every sense of the word. She was one of the members of the group we would be going against, was her name, or so I thought. She was so...cute, so much so her looks alone were enough to kill.

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3 hours later:

"Excuse me?" says someone while standing opposingly in front of me. After our performances we ended up losing to the fan polls, breaking our four year long streak, likely because my mind was elsewhere. It sucked because I knew I didn't perform my best, but for some reason it didn't feel all that bad. Anyway, I found myself standing face-to-face with her in the midst of signing fan merch during our post-performance meet-and-greet.I had somehow started an argument with her through a back-handed compliment which was my attempt at flirting in some twisted way. It didn't cross my mind that unlike Rumi and Zoey, few people understood my...frosty demeanour I suppose.For some reason, I wouldn't let up, maybe I was just pissed at myself and projecting, either way there was no going back. I crossed my arms and looked down at the girl fuming in front of me, her fellow members and fans watching in horror; my own doing the same with Zoey chewing off her nails while Rumi covered her eyes."Oh, ughh...you heard me!" I said, lost for words which was uncommon. "Yeah, I did, now take it back." she said, her voice becoming saltier as she spoke, almost as if she was about to spit venom.

The whole complication ended with us being dragged away from each other by our respective members, her face and fists flailing and my ego bruised.I remember going home that night and kicking myself for causing a scene, even though it wasn't entirely my fault. I decided to go blow off some steam, and hide my shame from Rumi and Zoey by patrolling the city for demons.Late night patrols weren't standard for us, especially ones done alone, but there was nothing else that I could think about doing to distract myself. I sat atop a skyscraper when all of a sudden I locked eyes with someone. I assumed it was a demon but as I brawled and was eventually tackled to the ground I found myself at the mercy of something far more interesting. It was her, only she was wearing demon hunting gear and clothes, her weapons looked foreign to me but I could sense that they were of the same energy as my own."Who-What are you doing?" I said in disbelief while being forced onto the steel grating of the high tower we were fighting on.