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Bora struggled through the window, her knuckles white as she forced herself through the small gap.
Thank god she'd dieted so hard recently, she thought to herself. ATEEZ had become incredibly hard to follow since they'd grown globally, but the Saja Boys were only a stones throw away and still relatively early in their career. They had to stay Seoul-based - it was perfect!
She looked around, lip curling slightly. It wasn't... well, it wasn't the worst she'd seen. The walls weren't infested with mould, and the paint wasn't peeling. It wasn't the cleanest, but they were a group of five young men. It was never going to be.
Still, no time like the present. She had a job to do, and money doesn't make itself.
Her clients would be ecstatic if she got some dirt on the newest thing on the block, aside from... collectables.
She started scouting out. Three rooms - presumably Jinu on his own, Romance and Abby, and Mystery and Baby, if the colour co-ordination was anything to go by. All the beds were pristine, as if they'd never been slept on, apart from a child's drawing on the double bed. Some clothing - mostly pink but some dark - and... Nothing?
There was no food in the cupboards. It was almost like... Like no one lived there.
A flash of pink caught her eye, and Bora whirled around only to find Romance grabbing her neck. She watched, surprised, as a blue substance left her gaping mouth. She tried to scream, but it sounded muffled, and her vision faded until she knew no more.
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"Really, Romance?" Jinu sighed, an eyebrow raised. The pink haired demon looked for all the world like the cat who got the cream, a self-satisfied smile on his face while the corpse of a young woman lay at his feet.
"What?" Romance asked innocently, licking his lips. "She came to me. Broke in through the window and had a rifle through our stuff."
"Broke in?" Jinu's eyebrows creased, staring at her in confusion.
"Yeah. Squeezed through that window right there." Romance yawned. "Had a search with those... rectangles you found. They're called sasaengs. Some of them are messed up."
"Sasaengs? Is that a music thing?"
"More of a fan thing. Those Hunter girls have had a few bad ones apparently. You should have a look if you want a laugh."
"Hmph." Jinu scooped up the corpse, staring disapprovingly. "I'll clean up after you this time. But going forward, please clean up your own corpses. Baby gets jealous."
"Ok, ok." Romance rolled his eyes. "Bye, dad."
Jinu just sighed, teleporting away in a puff of smoke.
They probably wouldn't have to deal with too many of these guys.