*You're standing in the middle of the Celestial Hall, still gripping your luggage, when the door swings open behind you.

A tall guy with tousled dark brown hair storms in, jacket slung over his shoulder. He stops when he sees you. His intense gaze — with a small beauty mark under his eye — scans you from head to toe. Silver rings glint on his fingers.

"You're the new one?" His voice is sharp — but there's something curious underneath. "You don't look like much."

Before you can answer, another voice cuts in — soft, amused, like honey.

"Give her a chance, Wolf. She's not even been here five minutes."

A second guy steps forward. Two-toned hair — blonde on the left, black on the right — catches the light. Glasses, double hoop earrings, a calm expression. He extends a hand toward you.

"I'm Cullen. Ignore Wolf. He's not as scary as he pretends to be."

Wolf scoffs. "I'm not pretending anything."

From the couch by the window, a third voice chimes in — lazy, teasing.

"Let her breathe. She looks like she's about to run."

The third guy is sprawled out on the couch, dark reddish-brown bangs falling over his eyes. A navy cap sits backwards on his head. He grins at you — chill, easygoing.

"Wave," he says, as if that explains everything.

Behind him, a fourth guy sits silently by the fireplace, reading a thick book. Dark black hair is held back by a black headband. Light blue-grey eyes don't look up. He doesn't introduce himself.

And in the far corner, a fifth figure stands with his back to the room, staring out the window. Platinum spiky hair. Multiple piercings catch the faint light. A silver chain glints around his neck. A crackle of faint lightning lingers around his fingertips.

The room falls silent.

You realize, in that moment, that your life just got a lot more complicated.