Minho is a single father doing his best to raise his six-year-old daughter. His routine is simple: work, daycare, home, repeat. At least it was... until he met his daycare teacher. Jisung is loud, dramatic, and somehow always surrounded by children who absolutely adore him - including Minho's daughter. Now Minho finds himself staying at the daycare longer than necessary, listening to stories about glitter disasters, crayon wars, and Jisung's chaotic teaching methods. He tells himself it's only because his daughter likes him so much. It definitely has nothing to do with Jisung.

In a world where powers awaken at the young age of 13. Every other normal person gets theirs at thirteen. Unless you're Jisung of course-then you get betrayal, trauma, and a shady agency with questionable ethics. Minho didn't mean to screw things up. Jisung didn't mean to survive. Now they're on the same team, pretending things aren't awkward while dodging monsters, unraveling conspiracies, and maybe falling for each other (oops). There's chaos. There's angst. There's emotionally unstable animal companions. Welcome to the team.

Jisung hat es nicht leicht: Seine Mutter ist kaum da, das Geld reicht kaum aus, und die Gedanken in seinem Kopf werden immer unerträglicher. Er denkt, dass niemand ihn wirklich versteht - bis er im Café auf einen Jungen trifft. Irgendwie fühlt sich alles in seiner Nähe ein bisschen weniger schlimm an. Und vielleicht... ist Glück für ihn doch möglich. ⚠️ Triggerwarnung: Diese Geschichte enthält Themen wie Selbstverletzung u. Ä.