The Demon
The Part 27

Italicized writing means flashback 😂

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Sohyun speechless looks at the phone in his hand.

One by one the messages he received were opened. Reading the contents of the message he had sent to Doyoung for two years.

Yeah, it's Doyoung's phone.

And somehow the little thing was in Jihoon's dos.

"*Two years ago he had an accident. We wanted to call his family but his phone was missing."

"Only, among them only Woojin oppa is fine even though two years ago it has happened*."

"Two years ago Jihoon oppa had an accident. That same night, Woojin oppa also had an accident."

Sohyun immediately stood up from his squat. He accidentally dropped Doyoung's cell phone, making the thin object die again.

"Dad didn't save Jihoon oppa, he just saved Woojin.. And dispose of all the mistakes that happened to Jihoon oppa."

"*You didn't kill him."

"The man died on the way*."

The crying broke again. Her tears just flowed down her chubby cheeks. There was nothing he could do but cry. Let the boiled water continue to come out and become dry.

"No, Jihoon is impossible." Sohyun shook his head, trying his hardest to dispel his bad thoughts about Jihoon.

Sungwon explained everything to her. The accident had nothing to do with Jihoon.

Woojin is guilty.

But those bad thoughts dominated him too much. Various prejudices and question after question filled his little head.

This thing had been with Jihoon all this time, meaning that the man knew that he was Doyoung's lover?

Can Sohyun guess if all this time Jihoon approached him because he felt guilty.

•••

Krriegg

The break bell rings pretty loud. The students cheered happily as the awaited time finally arrived.

Sohyun stuffed his book into his desk drawer in a hurry. He got up from his seat and ran out of class.

Luckily Jihoon's class was just next to him.

When Sohyun was at Jihoon's classroom door. His eyes instantly swept around him, looking for Jihoon's figure amidst the crowd of schoolgirls.

But, nil.

Sohyun did not find that figure.

“Hyunnie.”

Sohyun. His body retreated backwards as Nakyung approached him from the side. I don't know where that girl was before.

“Searching Jiun?”

“Where is he?”

“He hasn't logged in since the first lesson. I think he's ditching with you again.” Nakyung. The beautiful girl looked at Sohyun's face, observing him with great care. Her pupils moved excitedly, her inner lips bitten. Sohyun looked like a dazed person.

“You have any problem?”

Sohyun smiled bitterly then shook his head.

“No, then I return to class.”

Sohyun stepped away before seeing Nakyung's reply.

Nakyung's forehead wrinkled, making fine wrinkles around her forehead.

“The class is there. Why go that way?” nakyung asked confusedly, noticing Sohyun who was stepping towards a different direction from her class.

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Jihoon closed the door of the red sedan car quite hard after they got in front of the fence.

His feet were on the steps around the car and now he stands right next to the wheel.

“Noona don't stop by first?”

Lia shook her head and smiled. “No. I have to get back to the office. Later tonight I'll pick up again.”

Jihoon quiet.

“You have no activity tonight right?”

“Yes, come here tonight.”

Lia nodded her head. “Then send my regards to your father.”

Jihoon did not reply, he smiled smirk before finally turning around and stepping into his house.

Meanwhile, Lia was still watching the wide back slowly disappear behind the wood-brown door.

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While inside the house there was no welcome that Jihoon expected. The house feels like a grave, no sign of life anymore.

It feels different from two years ago.

“Jihoon-a.” Call a soft voice behind Jihoon.

Steps ceased. Jihoon turned around and saw who was calling him.

A warm smile greeted him. A middle-aged woman walked up to him and hugged his body so tightly.

“You decided to go home son?” tanyakanya. His hand stopped at Jihoon's back mane. Occasionally he kissed the cheek of his son's kingpin.

Homesickness, homesickness,

Very homesick. That Madam Park desperately missed Jihoon's presence by her side. For two years Mrs Park was only able to see Jihoon from a distance and also during certain events until the young man returned home.

Jihoon clenched both his hands down there. His chest was pounding and and his body felt warm.

In silence Jihoon cried.

His hands moved and returned the embrace of the mother.

Hugged so tightly that it managed to raise him to this point.

“Eomma, hiks.”

“Eum.” The mother let go of her embrace. His hands stretched out upwards touching Jihoon's cheeks, wiping off his son's tears using his fingers. “You why? Any problems?”

Jihoon shook his head. Both corners of his lips curved down, vividly describing if he was sad.

The mother smiled sincerely. The other hand went up and smashed Jihoon's black mane.

“Tell later. Now rest lah.” He said, Jihoon nodded his head assuring. “Come in, eomma will make you lunch.”

Not much to answer Jihoon nodded his head and immediately left his mother, his feet in the steps to go up where the room is located. It's right next to Woojin's room.

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His tired body just dumped on his mattress.

Long breaths sounded so clear in every corner of the room.

Jihoon closed his eyes for three seconds. And opened slowly, the manic immediately found the ceiling of his room so empty. There were no stickers of stars like Sohyun's.

Killing a star to get a star is not easy.

Turning one of them off would make the one star he wanted to stay away.

Jihoon killed Doyoung? No, it was not him who killed the man, but, everyone had accused him of being the suspect of his murder. And until then Jihoon will be known as the killer Kim Doyoung.

Jihoon rubbed his face violently. He breathed a long breath into the air.

“*Oppa.. Hiks mianhe oppa.”

Jihoon stood by the door, silent for a long time hearing Sohyun crying so loudly in front of Doyoung's urn of ashes.

Not the planned thing. Jihoon came without knowing that Sohyun was also visiting.

Perhaps if Jihoon knew Sohyun was coming to see Doyoung, he would choose to find a suitable place to share his story*.

“*Had you lived and kept your promise. Oppa said he would marry me. Hiks.”

Jihoon. Sohyun was still crying there and continuously hit the glass that protected the ash jar inside.

“I'm waiting for you, miss you and I love you so much. Hiks.” Sohyun's body slumped down. “How can you make me love you alone for a long time?”

Jihoon tightly squeezed the bouquet of flowers he had been carrying since earlier*.

*suddenly her tears flowed.

His chest was very sick like in a chirping throw and stuck right in his face.

“Oppa, I love you. hiks.”

Jihoon ducked, letting his tears flow so profusely down his cheeks.

That girl, never said she loved him.

His love sentence was only addressed to Doyoung.

And Jihoon can conclude that Sohyun did not love him all this time.

The girl only loves the now deceased Doyoung*.

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“Sohyun noona.”

Sungwon ran over to Sohyun who had just returned home from school.

The adorable young man in his maroon red shirt ran happily like a child meeting his mother.

Sohyun stopped walking. He turned around and looked at Sungwon confusedly.

“Why go home soon?” sungwon asked to take Sohyun's backpack and he put it on his back. “Your face looks very sluggish.”

Sohyun smiled faintly, he continued his steps towards his apartment.

“Noona hurts?” ask Sungwon again.

“No, I'm truant.”

“Eiy kayak Jihoon oppa only.”

Silent.

No talks after that.

Even when the two of them entered the apartment there was no one among them to start the conversation.

“Where are your things?” sohyun asked while observing the surrounding involved so neatly without Sungwon's belongings and also Jihoon's dos.

“Oh it, already transported by Jihoon oppa. I'm going back to my parents' house. Jihoon oppa will also be staying there from tonight. We will gather as before.”

“Jihoon? She came?”

Sungwon nodded quickly.

A few hours ago Jihoon did come here to tell him that Jihoon had spoken to his mother and that the matter there would be solved by his mother without his father's knowledge. But before that, Sungwon still had to stay here until the problem was over.

“Sungwon-a, can give me your home address!”

Sungwon looked at the confused Sohyun. Both of his hands were instantly folded over his stomach, and the nice body behind him leaned against the wall.

“For what?”

“Can provide it without asking the reason.”

“Noona want to meet Jihoon oppa?”

“Ya, I want to see him.”

“*Oppa,” call Sungwon to approach Jihoon who brought some of his belongings into the car.

Sungwon's steps came to a halt when he saw a beautiful woman taking the dosage that Jihoon had brought. The woman smiled beautiful, so beautiful that those who saw her would be fascinated.

But not for Sungwon. The woman there is not her type.

That woman is too beautiful and sexy to have.

“Jihoon oppa!” call Sungwon again.

He's moving closer. His hand raised touched Jihoon's shoulder for the man to look at him.

Jihoon turned around, and cast a gaze asking ‘What’ on Sungwon.

“Lia, my fiancee.” said Jihoon without a doubt.

“Heol daebak's. What about Sohyun noona?” ask Sungwon.

“I'll tell him this.”

Sungwon rolled his eyes panted. His hands held his bangs up and let them fall on his forehead.

“Newly this time I feel disappointed in you hyung.”

“Why suddenly?”

“Is this how you get things done? Hyung, you never run away from problems, you always face them. But why are you running now?”

“Yak!”

“What? hyung do you really love Sohyun noona?”

Jihoon quiet. Not answering.

He turned his head, avoiding the gaze of the younger brother who was staring at him like a policeman at the suspect.

“I'm tired of keeping someone who never loved me.”

“Mwo?!”

“I will not repeat the events that have happened again*.”

“For the moment he is not home. I'm sure because the place was like hell for us.” Sungwon said, keeping his body away from the wall. His feet stepped towards the sofa and sat comfortably there.

Sohyun approached Sungwon, standing right in front of the young man. “Then where do you think he is now?” ask Sohyun.

“Perhaps in Daniel oppa's house,” Sungwon closed his eyes. “Don't ask her address, I don't know.”

Sohyun.

Just now he wanted to ask the address of the man named Daniel. But Sungwon immediately made him freeze by directly answering that he did not know where the man was.

Sohyun breathed his heavy breath. He was confused, where else he had to meet with Jihoon to get an explanation.

He did not want the headache of thinking bad things about Jihoon's feelings for him.

Was the man really sincere to her or just feeling guilty?

“Sohyun noona.”

“What?” quick answer Sohyun. He turned his head and found Sungwon's eyes looking at him with a flat gaze.

“Can I ask you?”

Sohyun. His pupils moved down as if confirming Sungwon's question.

“Do you love Jihoon oppa?” sungwon asked with a heavy voice and sounded very serious.

Sohyun was stunned to hear Sungwon's question. Why did the young man suddenly ask his feelings for Jihoon.

•••

“Why are you asking about that?”

Woojin approaches Joy with a stack of books she got from the library.

The young man in black then pulled the chair right in front of Joy and sat his butt comfortably on the seat cushion.

Joy watches Woojin as she sips the strawberry milk she just bought.

His pupils moved towards Sohyun who had been silent since then and was like an undead.

Woojin observes Sohyun. The girl looks like a dead body. There was no passion in his life these few days.

Woojin believes Sohyun's self-difference is influenced by Jihoon, because Jihoon was like this at home.

For several days Jihoon continued to be at home, not going to school or doing activities as usual.

Ah, Jihoon will only leave if the beautiful woman named Lia comes to pick him up.

They left in the middle of the night and came home early in the morning.

I don't know what they're doing out there. Because Jihoon's commute has a perfume scent that only women use mixed with the pungent aroma of alcohol.

Lucky for a few days, their mother left the country to solve Sungwon's problems and their father has not returned from a business trip.

“Sohyun-ah.” Call Woojin touch Sohyun's arm. The girl with the puffed-up cheek sank her head, her pupils looking blankly at Woojin who hooked herself daydreaming.

“You sick? Can I drop you off at UKS?”

Sohyun shook his head. “No need, anyways I'm fine.”

“Your face is pale. You better go to UKS, I'll drop you off if you feel any objection to Woojin.”

Sohyun looked at Joy. The woman as fresh as a kiwi fruit looks eager to take Sohyun to the UKS.

Thin smile smiling beautifully engraved on her lips.

Sohyun knew why Joy was so eager to take him to the UKS. That's because Joy wants to take a break, just a few minutes away from the lesson.

“No need. I can do it myself.” Sohyun got up from his seat. Started to tidy up her clothes and hair that was a little messy.

“You sure?” Joy asks and is taken in by Sohyun in response.

“Then be careful. I'll let teacher Song know that you're resting on uks.” Woojin.

For the second time Sohyun nodded, and this time accompanied by his smile.

“I went yes.”

They; Joy and Woojin nodded. After that Sohyun walked away from his two best friends.

Along the hallway to the Sohyun uks did not find any living beings other than himself who passed through this hallway.

Not as usual, Sohyun thought.

This hallway is usually most used by students to go to the library or to the backyard to relax.

But it's so quiet now. Like when ink Sohyun passed through the ghost hallway alone.

Sohyun hugged the thick book he had been carrying since. Stepping away at a quick pace, Sohyun felt afraid of walking alone in this passageway.

Biiiibbb

“YAKKKHHH!” sohyun loudly shouted as the notification sound from his phone sounded so suddenly.

His chest pounded twice as fast as a marathon.

Bibb bibb biib

His phone kept ringing, notifying him if a message had just arrived.

Sohyun reached into his cell phone in the pocket of his school skirt in a hurry.

Bukkk

Until the book he brought fell to the floor.

Sohyun opened the message icon of his class group. The eyebrows are interlocked, not usually this class group is as crowded.

Sohyun leaned over, picked up his falling book, and his eyes could not escape from the screen of his phone.

***choice.. Jihoon hit Shin Yechan.

they keep fighting.

Yechan was always looking for trouble with Jihoon.

separate them stupid, why just send messages in the group.

you're just as stupid.

I dare not break them. See Yechan's face has been destroyed***.

Sohyun improved his standing, he immediately ran towards Jihoon class.

Where the man was fighting.

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Bugh

Instead of feeling the pain of receiving a punch on his face, Yechan continued to sing the smirk that made Jihoon grind his teeth inside.

Jihoon looked up at Yechan. No matter how devastated Yechan's face was at the moment.

“You can still smile apparently.”

“Hahaha should I beg you for forgiveness. I told you from the beginning, Sohyun is just a prostitute for you”

Bugh

“Dead you son of a bitch!”

Bugh

Jihoon pushed hard on Yechan's body until the huge body hit the surrounding tables.

Not wanting to stay still, Yechan attacked back with a sigh Jihoon's stomach until Jihoon fell on the floor while screaming in pain.

“Yakkkk you all!!” yechan yelled at his schoolmates who were still watching the fight between him and Jihoon.

They were still there, watching with the naked eye as well as the cell phone that the camera was pointing at Jihoon and Yechan.

The fight between the two of them was certainly an interesting spectacle. Where the devil meets the like. Demons.

Some disciples did not just revere Jihoon for his nature and were known as an assassin. But Jihoon's mischievous nature only happens outside of school.

Lying upside down with the Yechan who will enslave students who are under the auspices of the scholarship, or children who have castes under them.

“You know Park Jihoon's lover? Kim Sohyun, who is one class with Woojin.” he shouted again. Yechan looked back at the surroundings. The demonic smile formed very clearly as his manic caught a girl standing among the disciples who were watching her fight with Jihoon.

The girl's chest moved up and down. Breathe in as much oxygen as possible.

“She's just Jihoon's bitch. Not his girlfriend!” said Yechan still looking at Sohyun.

Sohyun froze in place.

What did he just hear? A whore?

“And now Jihoon has a fiancee. How does the woman feel knowing a prostitute is flirting with her fiance?”

Be ill.

Sohyun's chest was pounding painfully.

Jihoon has a fiancee?

Oh lord.

Sohyun's eyes began to turn red and teary. Her teeth grinding held back the overflowing emotions.

Bugh

Jihoon slapped his punch right at Yechan's jaw. Yechan's head turned to the side and his body slightly stepped back.

“Can you stop talking jerk?! Your mouth smells so bad!” yang Jihoon was angry. He stepped closer and pulled the collar of Yechan's school shirt.

They are sharp-edged. Trying to kill each other with his eyes.

“Ji?!”

A hand pulled Jihoon's arm. Keep that young man away from Yechan.

However, Jihoon, who was too dominated by his demonic nature, jolted so hard Sohyun's hand that Sohyun hit the table and fell on the floor with his legs clamped with two tables.

The students who had only been able to watch immediately ran up to Sohyun, helping Sohyun from the two heavy tables hit his feet.

“YAKKKKHHH PARK JIHOON!!!!”

The scream coming from the door managed to make Jihoon turn his head. His fiery eyes stared resentfully at his twin brother there.

Woojin runs and pulls Jihoon away.

“What are you doing stupid?!! Damn,”

Woojin looked at Jihoon's face. Not too severe from Yechan's face, there were only slight bruises on her cheeks and the corners of her lips.

“Sohyun?!” shout Joy.

The girl ran up to Sohyun and sat right next to Sohyun.

His mouth was gaping wide at Sohyun's bluish wrist, not to mention Sohyun's leg position which looked so painful.

Hearing Sohyun's name, Jihoon finally looked at the girl below. It took a few seconds for Jihoon to realize what he had done.

He wanted to get closer but Woojin held his hand.

Those eyes were staring at him. Puddles of tears were clearly visible in her eyes.

Jihoon's heart slipped even more painfully as he saw Sohyun turn his attention to his hand.

The woman avoided her gaze with tears falling on her cheeks.