Jung Taekwoon walked into the practice room filled with Jellyfish trainees. He wasn't a people person. He'd MUCH rather be caged in a room filled with children or furry animals than in a practice room with fully grown men. There was no other way though if he wanted to achieve his dream of becoming a singer. His eyes scanned across the room of crowded boys. One boy who was laughing in the corner caught his eye. He seemed to care very little about practicing. Almost as if he knew he could become a performer without even trying. Not on Taekwoon's watch though. He wasn't going to let anyone so simply snatch his dreams away from him. He'd be willing to go to hell and back in order to become a singer. He'd fight the devil for it. And fight the devil he did.

Cha Hakyeon's booming laugh rang throughout the room of sweating boys. Being the eldest, he'd been leading the practice for a few hours now and was glad to take a break. He heard footsteps and he looked up at the door. A cold air settled in as a boy with black hair covering his eyes stepped into the room. His eyes scanned over everyone, briefly pausing over Hakyeon before moving past. Hakyeon didn't like his presence at all. It was slightly intimidating, but more than anything it was cold and unpleasant and bit into his skin. He looked as if he would slit the throat of anyone who got in his way. However Hakyeon wasn't about to let this boy ruin his day. If anything he'd bring the devil some joy to his life. And bring joy he did.