She only wanted to escape for a while-just her, a bag of snacks, and the animated masterpiece KPOP Demon Hunters. The electrifying fight scenes, the flawless vocals, and the heart-stopping charm of SAJA BOYS had her hooked from the first beat. But it was Baby-the quiet, brooding member with eyes that seemed to sing their own sad melody-who captured her heart and wrecked her soul. She laughed. She cried. She rewound the same scenes until she could mouth every line. But no matter how many times she watched, the ending never changed. Baby always met his fate. And it crushed her every single time. Desperate for a different ending, she whispered one wish into the dark. Then, in a twist more unreal than the movie itself, the universe answered. She was pulled into the story-into their world-where demons weren't just CGI, and SAJA BOYS were flesh, blood, and secrets. But there was a catch: she wasn't fully human anymore. Part mortal, part something else... something not entirely hers. Armed with only her fangirl heart and her stubborn will to rewrite the ending, she dives into a dangerous remix of the original plot-where battles are deadly, loyalties are fragile, and emotions cut deeper than any demon's claws. Will she be able to change the storyline as she wanted it to be-or will the story change her first?

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She wrote the words he sang to the world - never knowing they were all meant for her. In the quiet glow of the studio, where music speaks louder than words, their hearts found each other in secret melodies and unfinished lyrics. She was the hidden voice behind his fame, and he was the muse she never meant to fall for. "You always write like you're in love," he said softly, eyes meeting hers through the dim light. "Maybe I am," she whispered - but he never realized every song was about him. Between the rhythm of late-night sessions and the silence between songs, love began to bloom - fragile, forbidden, and achingly real. And though the world called her a ghost, he called her his melody.