The Demon
Part 3

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The ambulance left a few seconds ago. The students and teachers were still watching the car come out of the school environment.

Of the few disciples still standing there, the figures of Jihoon and Jaemin were clearly visible in the middle of the crowd. Jihoon lowered his gaze observing the black strap bracelet in his hand.

Before he brought Sohyun down from the rooftop, Jihoon found the girl's bracelet dropped and Jihoon picked it up, stuffing it into his pants pocket.

"Park Jihoon,"

The owner of the name turned his head, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion as his attention watched Woojin who was standing nearby.

The young man was not alone, there was Nakyung behind him, hiding behind Woojin's broad back.

"What's wrong with her?"

Jihoon raised his eyebrows, his mouth opened and then closed again.

Shifting his attention observed the ambulance that had disappeared from his school yard. Understanding where Woojin was talking, Jihoon turned his head again.

"Kim Sohyun's? I don't know."

"You didn't do anything strange?"

Jihoon smiled obliquely. Woojin is not usually curious about a student, especially this is a new student in his class.

"haven't had time. Why do you mind?"

"Very, Ji. he's just a new student so please don't target him as the next victim. He doesn't know anything Ji."

"It's up to me Jin. He's a new or old disciple that's not a barrier to targeting him. You understand Park Woojin."

"But Jiun ... " The soft sound of cotton was flowing in Jihoon's ear. The red-blossomed young man turned his attention to the figure of the girl behind Woojin.

Jihoon chose to be quiet, for Nakyung to continue her words.

"You can't be mean to someone." Jihoon smiled faintly, aren't his ears misheard? Nakyung asks him not to be evil to someone, even though the girl has done evil to him.

The girl changed herself after that night. It makes him a demon like this.

Remind Jihoon not to bring up two years ago.

Jihoon nodded his head ogah-ogahan. Want to say yes but his heart rejects Nakyung's words.

"Jaemin, come!" Jihoon said, moving his head as if hinting his best friend to follow him away.

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"Eoh, you've woken up Sohyun-ssi" Jaehyun said as the eyelid opened revealing his brown iris.

Several times the eyelids were open and closed, trying to refract his gaze with the white light that entered his pupils.

The aroma of the drugs instantly entered Sohyun's sense of smell. Nibbling his temple which was very painful.

"Where is this?"

"Hospital, you passed out at school. Jeez if you're sick shouldn't go to Sohyun-ssi's school."

Sohyun closed his eyes for a few seconds, trying to recall the previous incident. Feeling himself not sick, Sohyun was fine today.

In retrospect, he was in the rooftop at the time, eating quietly before the two disciples came and inhaled a cigarette.

Ahh cigarettes, cigarette smoke.

"Are you aware of Kim Sohyun?"

Jaehyun turned his head to the right as the voice of the tall man asked Sohyun.

The girl in the High School uniform nodded weakly. The man in white was smiling.

"Do you still feel tight in your chest?"

"Little." Sohyun replied while stroking his chest which still felt very suffocating.

"You should be careful with your new environment."

"But the doctor if I may know what kind of pain Sohyun is?"

The man with the status of a doctor turned to look at Jaehyun who seemed to be curious about Sohyun's state.

"He is allergic to smoke. This allergy is severe if not treated quickly. Ah yes not in school there is a ban on smoking, why there are still students who smoke."

"Molla." Sohyun answered lazily, closing his eyes again. He still feels dizzy on his head and tight on his chest. He wants to rest a few minutes, eliminate a little tightness in his d there by way of sleep.

The doctor surnamed Lee shook his head slowly, and gave a small smile.

"Take your infusion first you can go home. Jaehyun-ssi I entrusted Kim Sohyun to you, please take care of him."

Jaehyun nodded his head, a sign he agreed. Although in his mind he wondered what the relationship of the big-nosed man was with Sohyun.

After getting the desired answer doctor Lee stepped away from Sohyun and Jaehyun. Before he actually left, he closed the white curtain, not letting anyone see the situation of Sohyun who was lying.

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"You didn't invite me into your house?" Jihoon turned his head when he heard a slightly strange question coming out of Jaemin's mouth. His two eyebrows were confused.

"No need, I don't accept guests like you."

"Ck, you son of a bitch." Jaemin clucked in annoyance. "Tonight Taeyong took me to billiards, would you like to come?"

Jihoon shook his head quickly, he didn't want to go anywhere tonight. Just rest on his padded mattress, remove all the weight on his head.

"Other times," Jaemin nodded in understanding. He fixed his position, Jaemin was silent for a few seconds Jihoon's house was on the top floor, below which there was room and it must also be a studio-based house like Jihoon's.

Jaemin glanced at his best friend who was still bowing his head. It was as if he was thinking of something that kept stuck in his head.

"Is there a problem?"

Jihoon turned his head, shaking his head slowly.

"Not a big deal, ah yeah I was curious about the girl on the rooftop. How's he doing?"

Jaemin sniffed his shoulders not knowing. Until now he has not heard from the girl, has he improved or died?

Viewed from the condition before being taken to the hospital. The girl had almost lost her life if Jihoon had not given artificial breath.

"Maybe." Jaemin's casual reply was rewarded with Jihoon's sharp gaze. Jaemin laughed awkwardly, "Yes, I mean he almost died back then, if you forget."

"Someone is not that easy to die Na Jaemin."

"Who knows. There's someone who died just choking on rice, there's someone who died getting hit by a dragonfly, maybe."

Jihoon rolled his eyes lazily, he did not understand why he could be friends with Jaemin who did not have that brain.

Patting his gray blazer, trying to clean it of invisible dust.

"Here you go, you better go home. I'm already sleepy." said Jihoon without looking at his best friend who was standing right next to him.

"All right."

without waiting to be ordered twice, Jaemin walked around his sports car, opened the door and entered. But before he entered, Jaemin shouted to his friend who was about to climb the stairs.

"Park Jihoon."

Jihoon turned his body, staring at Jaemin flatly.

"What?"

"Have a good rest. Because you're gonna see him again tomorrow?"

Jihoon linked his two brow confused.who would he meet tomorrow?

"Your angel."

Jaemin smiled widely, anyone who would see him would fall in his charms.

While Jihoon was still in his place. Jaemin had gotten into his red sport, turned on the engine, and left Jihoon still petrified there.

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Blaammm

Sohyun opened his eyes wide. The sound of the slam had disrupted his deep sleep. Fixing his position sitting on his bed and observing the surroundings.

Sohyun got off his bed, wearing his home sandals before he stepped closer to his cooling machine.

Brakkkk

Prorgasm

Sohyun dropped his drinking glass after he heard a slamming sound a second time. He lifted his head, looking at the ceiling of his room.

The source of his voice is on the upper floor. What the owner of the upper room does. Why do nights like this create such an indistinct commotion.

Take a deep breath and then exhale slowly. Sohyun squatted down, picking up the shards of his glass. He didn't want to risk ignoring the broken glass and making it one day hit the broken glass.

Brakkkk

"Akhs"

Too late in picking up broken glass, until it unknowingly ripped off its index finger. Sohyun grimaced in pain, raising his head up, staring furiously at his innocent ceiling.

"Yak chogio, can you shut up? It's already night. Don't make a noise."

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Jihoon scrunched his forehead. The sound of screaming was clearly echoing in his room. Jihoon dropped his dose and managed to make a noise that would be heard downstairs.

"Miss or Master, if you're packing can you do it tomorrow. I want a break."

"You hear that?"

Sohyun was silent for a moment hearing the voice of the owner of the room on the upper floor.

"Sorry, my package just arrived tonight. If you're distracted just use earphones."

"What's? Ahjussi, you are so outrageous. How's bis-"

"Ahjumma, this package is important and I have to open it so shut up I don't want to argue much with you ahjumma."

Sohyun exhaled his annoyed breath. What's he hearing? Auhjumma? The man called him ahjumma.

Brakkkk

"Kiekkk"

Jihoon chuckled softly at the voice of the ahjumma's vexation. He sniffed his shoulders indifferently, however, he did not know if in the lower room there was already an owner. And the ahjumma should know that this place does not have soundproofing, except for the cafe on the ground floor.

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Jihoon closed his eyes tightly. Letting the sun hit his white skin, Jihoon did not care if his skin would be burnt, he just wanted to enjoy the breeze in the rooftop.

Today he was very sleepy, that night he went to bliar with Jaemin and Taeyong. A few hours in the billiards he went to the wild racecourse.

Not just watching, he participated in the tournament. Play one or up to three rounds at a time. Jihoon's? He was not tired at all during the race, he did that just to let go of all the cowards that happened to him a few days ago.

Nakyung.

One source of the problem.

The girl keeps approaching him, and shows his affection with Woojin. As if he was intentionally showing it to her.

"Yeah"

Jihoon sighed for the umpteenth time. Opening his eyes that instantly narrowed because of the usual light that suddenly entered his train.

Moving his hand reached into his pants pocket. Looking for something that's still in there.

Black bracelet. Jihoon remembered very well who the owner of the bracelet was, it had already been two days and Jihoon had not had time to return it or just meet his angel.

"I went to school with him, why is it so hard to meet."

Blammm

Jihoon woke up and turned his head in shock. His pupils widened, his lips opened as his attention struck a girl with an irregular breath standing on the lips of the door.

His eyes swept around him, a few seconds he ran towards Jihoon ─ more precisely behind the sofa occupied Jihoon lying down.

Jihoon just fell silent watching the girl hide behind him.

A few seconds later, another figure came from the rooftop door. Jihoon turned his head, staring at the puzzled young man with handsome stature.

The young man fell silent, his facial water instantly turning fearful as his black netra caught Jihoon's body there, watching him with a hard-to-understand look.

Glug

Swallowed his saliva with difficulty. There was a demonic figure with a difficult gaze to interpret. Shit he shouldn't have come to this place to chase the student who made his clothes this dirty.

"What's Changbin?"

The young man fell silent, without him noticing his feet stepping back as Jihoon got up from his seat. He shook his head stiffly.

While the girl was biting her deep lips, both of her hands were firmly creeping on the tip of her school skirt. Afraid that the red-blossomed figure would reveal his position to Changbin.

"Ti, no."

"You looking for someone?"

Changbin was silent for a moment, realizing that he had come to this place to look for the girl. But, seeing Jihoon who was there, made Changbin instantly scared.

Hey, who wouldn't be afraid of Jihoon? The devil who can push you into the fire of hell. Your life won't calm down as long as you're a target. And Changbin didn't want to look for trouble with demon Park Jihoon.

"Ti, no I ma, want to go to the toilet. Looks like I was wrong. Sorry." he said then lowered his head.

To hell with his pride falling in front of Jihoon, it was better like this than he was the target. Changbin still remembered how tortured the last victim was.

Changbin did not want to end up like that either.

"A, I'm leaving." He then hurried down the stairs. Leaving behind Jihoon who continued to smile her smirk. And damn it he looks more handsome.

Jihoon turned his back, observing the sofa that looked empty, but there was actually someone hiding behind him.

"Get out."

The girl just kept quiet. Not daring to show himself, he was afraid that Changbin had not left yet, and he was afraid that the red-spirited young man was cooperating with Changbin.

Jihoon rolled his eyes lazily. Stretching his long legs closer to the sofa, propping up his chin with one hand, Jihoon could see from above the black mane owner who was looking down.

"Changbin is gone."

A free hand of Jihoon stretched down, touching the girl's shoulder. The body stiffened as Jihoon's index finger touched it for a few seconds.

Jihoon raised next to his brows, "Hey, I'm serious Changbin is gone."

Clenched his lips tightly.His eyes moved to and fro, slowly his head was lifted.

Mendonga looked at the red-blossomed young man who was on top of him. Both of his hands were folded on the dashboard of the sofa, his brown eyes staring intently at him.

Grdeg, deg, deg

Jihoon. Their eyes met each other, diving into the ocean of the galaxy, the brown iris beneath it was far more beautiful than he had ever seen before. A brown iris that shook in fear, but still looked as beautiful as a galaxy. For the second time Jihoon was fascinated with that brown iris.

Switch a few seconds to see the white name tag attached to her school uniform; kim Sohyun, her power rangers girl.

Jihoon observed the face, starting from her beautiful eyes with her double eyes, the sparkling brown irises, looking at it as if Jhoon was diving inside, his tiny nose. And lastly was the natural peach.

The peach's lips, for some reason when Jihoon's brown iris saw it, the shadow as he gave the artificial breath to Sohyun spun clearly in his memory.

Crazy, it feels so crazy. Jihoon felt like tasting it once more. Not to give artificial breath again, but pulverize it, enjoying the sweet taste of Sohyun's lips.

Jihoon stretched out his hand, touched the chubby cheek, and lowered himself deeper and deeper, bringing his face closer. The closer, Jihoon further slashed the distance between them, no matter what position he was in now lowered to bring his face closer.

Chu~

The two chewy objects finally met, sticking together for a few seconds. Before Jihoon moved his lips, took a sip, pulverized and bitten the lips of the Sohyun peach.

While the kissed Sohyun was silent, letting his lips be touched by Jihoon. His mind was empty, making him unable to think clearly.

Jihoon's two hands moved towards Sohyun, pushing Sohyun's head closer and deepening his fondling. Jihoon's mind was in a fog, Sohyun's lips were sweet, and Jihoon didn't want to stop to enjoy the boneless thing.

Sohyun hands**the tip of his skirt firmly. The chewy lips crushed his lips gently, but in a deep suction. Sohyun's eyelids close tightly, revealing a thick line of long eyelashes overshadowing his chubby cheeks.

Jihoon was really a good kisser, Sohyun was lulled with that kiss. No matter who kissed him was a stranger, the red-spirited young man had made him fall asleep.

Make Sohyun for a few minutes just forget ...

His lover...

**To Be Continue

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