The Demon
The Part 30

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The last thing becomes something very old and worrying.

How not, almost an hour of third grade students observe every question on their exam paper.

Today was the last day of the exam, and they seemed to have a hard time with those questions. Not understanding, they have learned desperately; some who really want to graduate. But there is nothing about them that they understand.

As a matter of it has a foreign language that is difficult to understand the third grade students.

Triyinggg

"When you're up, from behind please pass your exam papers to the front" said one woman with glasses.

Long sighs sounded so tired. Some students need more time to solve their problems.

"Yeah, Kim Sohyun did you finish everything?" joy asked, Sohyun turned around and nodded his head.

"You?"

Joy shook her head, putting on a displeased expression considering whether she filled it or not.

"It looks like I'm going to repeat one more year." He said lazily, Joy looked at Woojin, looking at the serious goals of the face. "Park Woojin what are you thinking?"

"e-uh. No!" Woojin.

"You didn't answer correctly about you, did you??" joy Goda. Stretching out her hand teased Woojin who was still silent, like she was thinking of something.

"Jin, you got a problem?"

Woojin looked at Sohyun. His black bead moved uneasily as his gaze met with Sohyun.

"No," Woojin shook his head, "where are we going?" woojin asked, turning her attention to Joy next to her.

"How about going to karaoke."

Woojin nodded. Agree with Joy.

However, Sohyun smiled as he shook his head. "I'm not coming. I have to go somewhere."

"Where? Don't tell me you're going straight to England today?!"

"No, I'm leaving in four days."

"Ahh thank goodness. I thought you were leaving today. I haven't prepared a present for you."

"Where are you going after this."

Sohyun. But he smiled as if his smile was the answer to the tan-skinned man's question.

And sure enough, Woojin knows what that smile means and Woojin knows what Sohyun meant.

;

Sohyun breathed in the air deeply. Feel the cool air that is obtained on the rooftop of the school.

His eyes closed for a few seconds and openly observed the surrounding that was so beautiful.

The high-rise buildings are lined up, the school's football field is clearly visible down there, and some of his friends enjoy the sport after the test.

Someday Sohyun will miss this school, and this place. Rooftops.

A place that gives her many memories.

Chequelek

The door made of iron was wide open. A person with his hit mane stood on the lips of the door with a surprised expression.

Sohyun. He smiled looking at the young man.

“Hai.” Sapa Sohyun when he saw Jihoon was still standing there awkwardly. “Can I speak for a moment?”

Jihoon quiet. Don't know what to do.

;

Things are getting awkward.

The two living creatures could only glance at each other through the tails of their eyes.

There was no talk after Jihoon confirmed Sohyun's request.

They, standing near the rooftop barrier. Put his hand on the rooftop divider.

“Ekhemm.” Sohyun cleared his throat, breaking the silence between them.

“How about your test? What went well?”

Jihoon mnenegok for a moment, he nodded in response. “Ya, how about you?”

“Good.”

Silent.

There was no exchange of words after that.

Sohyun bit his lower lip. There were too many words to say for Jihoon, but Sohyun did not know where to start.

“I heard you're going back to England?” ask Jihoon.

Sohyun looked over and smiled widely. Sohyun thought the young man did not know if he would return to England.

“Heum, four more days I'll leave.”

“Did you take her with you?”

“Iya, he has no one but my family.” Sohyun said, he stretched out his hand and made his blood flow smooth and removed the little ants in his hand that only he could feel the pain.

“She began to be abandoned by her parents as a child, then adopted with a husband and wife from England. But when he was a teenager his adoptive parents died in an accident.”

“You know a lot about it.”

Sohyun smiled. “I know because he told me. She's also not afraid that I'm leaving her because of her story.”

“...”

“Because people who sincerely love you will not leave you even as bad as your past and how people think you are bad.”

Sohyun fixed his position facing Jihoon. His hand was stretched out to grab Jihoon's hand to hold.

“Jihoon-ah.”

Jihoon quiet.

“Last time and your status of a killer or a demon is not an obstacle for us together.”

“...”

“I don't care about everything, even with other people's point of view. We've been together, spent time together and I know you rather than them.”

Jihoon shook his head. “You don't know me very well. Even Woojin and my parents don't recognize me.”

“Jihoon, listen to me.”

“I will get engaged, in a few days I will be engaged to Lia.”

Deg, man,

His grasp just slipped out as Jihoon told him something painful. Jihoon and Lia. That fast?

Sohyun stepped back, shook his head and stared with a look of disbelief at what he had just heard.

“Say if it's just a lie!” Sohyun Pinta. Jihoon remained silent for a few seconds before he finally shook his head.

The handsome young man ducked down, avoiding the girl's sad gaze before him.  “I'm sorry.”

“You love him?”

There's no answer. Jihoon did not want to give any clarity about his feelings for Lia.

Sohyun watched the young man in frustration. Sohyun wanted to know the answer, and Jihoon had always been like this.

“Can't you cancel it and come with me to England?”

Jihoon remained silent.

“I'm sorry.”

Sohyun wiped away her tears that slowly flowed down her chubby cheeks. He turned his head, looking at the wide field below, there were still some students playing ball there.

“I understand. I shouldn't force people who never love me.” Guman Sohyun was slow, barely audible if only Jihoon did not have sharp ears.

“Sohyun-ah.” Jihoon raised his head.

“I'm sorry Park Jihoon.”

Those pair of beautiful eyes looked at each other deeply, emitting sadness that only the two of them understood.

Jihoon approached, pulled Sohyun on his head and kissed the girl on the lips. Jihoon kissed Sohyun with gentle and calm movements like he was coaxing to dissolve.

Jihoon's lips played slowly, reaching Sohyun's upper and lower lips in turn. All this time Jihoon missed Sohyun's sweet lips, even he missed every touch on the girl, and it seemed that Sohyun also felt the same way. His eyes that were originally rounded were slowly closed, enjoying the pagutan that he had longed for.

Sohyun's free hand slowly rose and coiled around Jihoon's neck. Occasionally his palms squeezed the back hair of the young man, enjoying such an intoxicating sensation.

The breeze made the two tighten their embrace. Jihoon guided Sohyun's body in his arms to step back slowly until he met the sofa, without taking off even a second of the kiss between the two.

Sohyun sighed as his body fell on the sofa with his legs hanging on the edge of the sofa. Jihoon ducked, holding his body with one hand, as his gaze fell on Sohyun below him.

Silence back.

They both sat.

While looking at each other, Jihoon opened his mouth to make a sound. “I'm not a good man, I'm a devil and you know it.” he said in a heavy voice.

“I know.”

“But why? Why do you still want to be with me.”

Sohyun stretched out his hand, rubbing Jihoon's cheek gently. “Because I love you.”

Jihoon closed his eyes, “Why did you just say that now?” He asked with a trembling voice holding back his sobs.

“If I answer you will leave your potential fiancee? Would you like to go with me to leave everything?”

Jihoon quiet. Slowly he moved away, sitting himself on the couch. Rubbing his face violently, it sounded very clear Jihoon let out a heavy sigh.

While Sohyun fixed the sitting position right next to Jihoon. He looked up, staring at that desperate face wryly.

“Is it so hard to leave Lia?” Ask Sohyun. Jihoon did not reply, making Sohyun even more sick. “Then forgive me for not being able to attend your engagement event later.” Sohyun got up from his seat, fixed his slightly messy hairdo and school uniform.

Sohyun walked away, leaving Jihoon still pensive on his couch. Sick and wounded. This is the end of their separation, nothing can be fixed.

;

“How?” Joy's question approached Sohyun who had just set foot on the ground floor.

Sohyun. Not answering.

His mind and heart were too muddled to answer a question that would make him even more hurt.

Joy smiles sadly, she pulls Sohyun's body up for a hug, letting her best friend cry in her arms. And sure enough, shortly after that Sohyun cried very hard.

“It's okay I'm here.”

“Hiks, pain Joy-a.” Sohyun's sobs become more and more, his nails squeezing firmly into Joy's school uniform.

His heart was like a shattered glass and the fragments were left alone to injure the other organs.

Sohyun really lost Jihoon. There was no hope of her coming back with the man she loved so much.

Jihoon, choose another woman.

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“Ujinie.”

The young man called Nmanua turned quickly to the source of the voice. Woojin frowned when he found a beautiful figure smiling and stepped towards him.

“What's up?” Woojin asked as Nakyung stood in front of him.

“You want to go home?” Nakyung asked and was called by Woojin in response.

“There are some jobs I have to finish.” Woojin turned back and continued his footsteps to the sedan parked in the school parking lot.

“I heard Sohyun will go to England on the engagement day of Jihoon and Lia.”

Woojin nodded a second time.

“Love alone will not be enough against destiny. If Jihoon is destined to live with Lia, then the love of Sohyun and Jihoon will not be strong against that destiny.”

“Are you sure Jihoon is destined to be with Lia?”

Woojin's steps stopped right in front of his car. He turned around, looking at the beautiful woman.

Nakyung. No more precisely he grinned.

“What do you mean?”

“People are so stupid yeah, if someone who loves each other parted ways does not mean they are not takdirka together.” Nakyung took off her backpack, opened her bag and took out a small object with a cute panda hanger. “They are clearly destined to be together, just how they fight for it.”

Nakyung smiled at Woojin. “If they are not meant to be together for what does God bring the two together?” His smooth hands stretched out toward Woojin, giving a flash to the tan-skinned man. “You can derail that engagement event for good with this little thing.”

Woojin knitted his brows in confusion. The flash was still in Nakyung's hands, and Woojin only looked at her with a confused look.

What does that woman mean? Why did Nakyung give that thing to him?

Various questions surround his head, until Woojin does not know since when the flash is in his hands.

“This is all I can help you with.”

“But, why? Why are you doing all this? The breakup of Jihoon and Lia's engagement won't have any impact on you?”

Nakyung smiled and looked down for a while, looking at the loose shoelaces.

Nakyung stopped her steps down when she heard the crying sound from the lower floor.

Curiously Nakyung looked down, looking down on who was so brave to cry so hard at school. It's so self-destructive, Nakyung thought.

However, the girl was wide-eyed to see Sohyun crying in Joy's arms.

“It's okay I'm here.”

“Hiks, pain Joy-a.” Sohyun's sobs become more and more, his nails squeezing firmly into Joy's school uniform.

And also,

Nakyung saw Jihoon on the same stairs as her standing looking at Sohyun who was crying.

Jihoon was silent like a statue with tears flowing along.

“Aigo, if you love each other why should you split?” ask Nakyung. “Ck, ck, ck,” he continued while shaking his head.

Jihoon looked back. His eyes were round in surprise when he saw Nakyung standing there. Quickly Jihoon wiped his tears and cast his gaze in all directions.

“What are you doing there?” ask Jihoon.

“Moreover if not see you guys. Jiun... Are you seriously wanting that engagement?”

Jihoon quiet. Not answering.

He just breathed a long breath, then donga saw Nakyung.

“If I answer whether this engagement will end?”

“Yes. It is your answers and actions that will end this khonyol engagement. If you just say without doing anything to end it,” Nakyung pauses the sentence. Her manic looked at the handsome face below her. “All will be free.”

“Then what should I do? All this time I tried to find a way to end it, and I didn't find it.”

“Did you just give up?”

Jihoon did not open his voice. The silence incarnated quickly along with the rough breathing of the black-collared man.

“Only, Jihoon is my best friend.” Nakyung replied with a smile. “Use it, if you need any more help just call me. I know what you want when you call.”

;

Jihoon fell silent in the front seat of the mini mart. Both of his eyes stared fixedly at the people around him. Silently Jihoon smiled faintly at the sight of girls wearing pink clothes. Clothes that remind you of someone.

The young man leaned back comfortably, combed his hair back using his fingers then sighed softly.

Jihoon closed his eyes three seconds later seeing the girl wearing the pink clothes again. The girl was adorable in a pink shirt and her long hair on a ponytail.

“This is for you.” Renjun thrust a can of soda at Jihoon.

The young man turned his head, then smilingly looked at the man wearing his workplace uniform. Jihoon fixed his seat and picked up the soda can in Renjun's hand.

“Sorry I can only give that to you.” Reminds me. Jihoon smiled and shook his head.

“You've been working here a long time?”

“Iya, I have to finance my needs.”

Jihoon's eyebrows intertwined to form a fine wrinkle around his forehead that the young man had exposed.

“Where are your parents?”

“They were dead when I was 11 years old.”

“Oh sorry I don't know.”

Renjun smiled happily. “It's okay, I'm even happy because there are people who know my life story.”

“Uh?”

“Actually no one knows if I have orphans, not even teachers.”

Jihoon looked at him in wonder, raising his eyebrows next to a questioning gaze ‘why’

“I was too scared to be run over by the kids. They're creepy.” Reply to Renjun while chuckling.

Renjun opened his soda can and then gulped it down to the toilet.

“Then why did you tell me about this? Am I not among them?”

“No, you're a good man.”

“...”

“You know there is a quote that says don't judge a book by its cover,” said Renjun smiling widely. “And Never judge based on his past.”

“But you were once afraid of me.”

Renjun. “Yes, I admit back then I was scared because your aura was really creepy, like thousands of demons were accompanying you.”

“...”

“At that time you were a really creepy devil. Wherever you walk the black aura always follows you.”

Jihoon smiled faintly and looked down to see his fingers interlacing.

“Huang Renjun?!”

Silent wail. Not answering.

“In your opinion, demons and angels can they unite?” He asked with a smile on the corner of his lips.

•••

Jihoon exhaled his heavy breath into the air. Observing his appearance in front of a full body mirror.

Just a few days after he finished the exam, he was faced with an event that would change his life forever.

His engagement to Lia.

The day he wanted to avoid finally arrived before his eyes. Jihoon looks so handsome in a cream suit with a white interior.

And don't forget her hair is in a neat arrangement with a burlap exposing her white forehead.

Jihoon closed his eyes, recalling his conversation with Renjun a few days ago.

“*Huang Renjun?!”

Silent wail. Not answering.

“In your opinion, demons and angels can they unite?” He asked with a smile on the corner of his lips.

Move from his seat. “You know why God created the Devil and the Angel?”

“...”

“To complement each other.”

**Tok, tock, tock***

The door of his room opened wide, Jihoon turned to look at the figure walking towards him.

the young man in a black suit smiled at Jihoon. Woojin is no less handsome than his twin brother, his misty black hair makes him even more handsome.

“Today will be a long day for you,” Woojin said.

Jihoon smiled in a smile. Yes today is the longest day that will be in nature.

“I know,”

“Today Sohyun left for England, don't you intend to stop him?”

“I..” Jihoon. “Ingin.”

Woojin smiled, took his hand out of his pants pocket and gave the young man a key. “Go.” Her speech.

“But how about his engagement?”

“If you don't want this engagement why should it continue?” the voice of the figure behind the young boy caught the attention of Woojin and Jihoon.

“Aeboji?!”

The middle-aged man stepped closer to his two sons. Di smiled gently and his own eyes looked at Jihoon Lamat.

“I'm sorry dad, I shouldn't have done this to you,” he said as he squeezed Jihoon's shoulder.

Jihoon quiet. The brown beads alternately looked at Woojin and his father in turn, leading more explanations to the two people before him.

“Go, let this engagement father will finish.”

“But how about your company later.”

Mr. Park turned to look at Woojin, then laughed with Woojin.

“Don't worry about that. Go.”

Jihoon was still in his place. It's all too confusing for him.

His father suddenly became a warm figure, not as usual. Jihoon was afraid that something bad would happen to the old man. Because people believe if people turn out well then he will die.

It's nonsense.

“Hey, what are you waiting for?!” Woojin again thrusts the motor key on Woojin. “She left 13.30, you only have 30 minutes.”

Jihoon looked at his watch. It is now one o'clock in the afternoon, the time is very limited.

“Aeboji, I don't know what happened but forgive me!” He said before he finally ran out of his room.

Brakkkk

Sungwon jumped in shock at Jihoon's doorstep. His bead was perfectly rounded as Jihoon passed so quickly before him.

“Mwoya?” sungwon asked as he looked in wonder at father and Woojin. “What happened here?”

Mr. Park just kept quiet with a smile. Somehow his feelings felt light after letting Jihoon free and seeing his closeness with one of the sons who always hated him.

He closed his eyes, remembering how evil he had been to Jihoon in the past. How he betrayed his own son.

;

Jihoon carried his motorbike at high speed, splitting the city of Seoul. He didn't have much time, Sohyun would leave him a few more minutes.

It took a few minutes for Jihoon to arrive at the airport.

Upon arriving at the airport, Jihoon immediately removed his helmet and got off his bike. He then ran, looking for Sohyun.

Occasionally Jihoon looked at his hands, a few minutes away before his plane took off. Jihoon ran, turned his head right and left hoping that Sohyun would still be at the airport.

“Please Sohyun-ah.”

Jihoon's steps came to a halt when he saw from the large glass that one of the planes was starting to move away.

“Kim Sohyun, no! Don't go!!” Jihoon shook his head noisily. With a stiff step Jihoon approached, touching the clear glass before him with his palm.

“Please... hiks, Sohyun-ah.”.

Jihoon lowered his head, his tears flowing without saying goodbye.

Lips vibrate.

It felt like Jihoon wanted to cry and scream. He lost his star.

“Sohyun-ah..”

Jihoon's two hands were clenched tightly on the sides of the body.

Without Jihoon's voice crying, his eyes were red and wet watching the plane have taken off.