The Demon
Part 6's

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Sohyun threw his body on the bed. Exhaling violently, his head suddenly ached as several things re-filled his head. Starting from Seo Changbin, Park Jihoon and her lover; Kim Doyoung. Sohyun had no idea what would happen to him tomorrow, whether Changbin was still chasing him and avenging him or stopping. Sohyun hoped Changbin would stop chasing after him. Both Park Jihoon, ahhh thought of his name alone made my head hurt. How could the red-spirited young man live in the same place as him, being in a single school with Jihoon already embarrassed him to death if he remembered their hot kiss.

"Aishhh," Sohyun covered his face with his white pillow, as the shadow of Jihoon's cold lips touched her warm, sweet lips, pulverizing them gently to make her fall asleep and enjoy every play of Ji-s lips "Yak what are you thinking." Sohyun threw his pillow unproclaimed. Her wild fantasies are absolutely outrageous. How could he keep remembering that incident.

Sohyun closed his eyes for three seconds, and slowly his breathing began to calm down. Who would have thought if this time the girl began to sleep in her sleep. Sohyun only took three seconds to fall asleep soundly, and forgot all his fatigue that had occurred today.

•••

"Where are we going?" Jaemin asked who was busy driving his sports car.

Jihoon just silently looked at the rows of buildings he was passing through.

"Ji?!"

"Yahoon?!"

"Park Jihoon?!"

Jihoon turned to look at his best friend with a flat gaze, not feeling guilty for ignoring his best friend.

"Whoaaa, my feelings are really hurt."

"What's wrong?"

"I asked you that."

"Ask what?"

Jaemin rolled his eyes lazily. Jihoon in this kind of strange fashion was extremely irritating. First the unraveling young man suddenly contacted him and asked to be picked up, secondly while in one car he just stood still and looked at the buildings that he would never enter, he said, and the three young men made them leave aimlessly.

"I'm actually asking where are we going?"

"All you have"

"Hoon's."

"What?"

"I really want to kill you."

"Just do it if you can." He said indifferently, he turned his eyes back to the row of shops beside him.

Jaemin's car stopped, not for what reason. Just because the traffic lights are red. Jihoon who looks cute, suddenly attracted when his attention found a woman dressed in pink. His eccentric outfit reminds Jihoon of his pink power ranger.

Jaemin followed his best friend's gaze. He was looking for the interesting of the pedestrians in front of them. He noticed one-on-one pedestrians, and Jaemin did not find anything interesting.

"Jy." Jn."

"What?"

"You see what?", Jihoon turned his head to look at his best friend with his flat gaze.

Jihoon was silent for a few seconds, leaning his back on the back of the chair.

"Na Jaemin."

"Uh"

"You can help me?", Jaemin turned his head. One eyebrow raised up, making a fine frown over his eyebrows.

"What do you want me to help you with? Not usually?"

"Find out about Kim Sohyun."

"A-wh"

Piiippppp

Piiiipp

The sound of a horn from behind alerted Jaemin to immediately run his car, because the traffic light had turned green. Jaemin runs his car slowly, still surprised. Not surprised to get a horn attack but surprised because his best friend asked him to find out about Sohyun. The new student.

This was not the Jihoon that Jaemin knew, as far as Jaemin knew, Jihoon was not the one who would be this interested in one's life, not even asking directly at Jaemin to find out about his target. Jihoon just directly received the information, without asking.

"You made him your target? Does he have any fault?"

Jihoon just turned his head to look at Jaemin, he smiled faintly before he turned his gaze straight ahead.

"I want to make it mine."

"Yours?" for the second time Jihoon made Jaemin a hanger. The handsome and beautiful young man immediately pulled over his car and looked at Jihoon with a gaze asking for an explanation.

Jihoon only smiled slightly, closed his eyes then took a deep breath. "I like it, maybe" he said with both hands tucked under his head, making him a cushion. "I've met him three times in a day, many unexpected events that make me continue to meet him.

And just so you know, the owner of the apartment downstairs is Kim Sohyun. Look again we met by chance."

Jaemin blinked his eyes in disbelief. He was still unable to digest what he had just heard.

"I want to make it mine."

"Whoaa you're totally crazy. How could you want it to be yours."

"..."

"Do you think making it yours is easy? You don't know if she already has a boyfriend or if she likes you."

Jihoon turned his head, looking back at his best friend.

"Then I asked you to find out about him. If she has a boyfriend, I'll just eliminate her lover, and if she doesn't like me, I'll just force her to like me. What I can't do."

"Crazy, you're crazy and your love is blind Park Jihoon." Jaemin shook his head in disbelief. "You would even kill her lover if she really had a lover." she continued then raised her hands to chest height, her eyes rounded to look at her standing lashes, too horrifying to hear the killing sentence from Jihoon.

"Look, my lashes are up to stand."

Jihoon did not want to know whether Jaemin's hand feathers stood up or not. He just wants to know the life of his angel and thinks about how he made Sohyun fall in love with him in an instant.

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"Where are you going Park Woojin?" Ask a well-built man who is reading his work files on the table.

Woojin who was about to step out of the mansion came to a halt as he turned his head and watched the father.

"Oh, I'm home." Woojin said, he broke his intention to get out of the mansion and chose to approach the father who was sitting on his black sofa.

Woojin sat on the single sofa, his brown bead watching his serious father with too many files.

"Working at home again?"

"As you can see. Dad couldn't leave everything in the office." the man raised his face, removed the sunglasses that had been clutched in his nose ever since. "Hurry to graduate and continue the father's company."

Woojin was silent at the father's request. Subjugating his head in, not this thing that Woojin listens to, he dislikes it when his father asks him to graduate immediately and resume his job. Woojin hated it when his life began to set in.

He lifted his eyes and tried to smile. "I want to go to college and be a doctor. Why isn't Jihoon the only one to continue with the company?"

The 48-year-old man smiled. His hand, which had been clutching his glasses, was placed on the table.

"Dad only relies on you, after all Jihoon has never been interested in the world of business. He prefers the wild world. After all let him be free, organizing his life would be fatal for us."

Back Woojin smiled smirkily. Both of his hands clenched, making his knuckles whiten. As much as possible Woojin held back his emotions, even though in his heart continued to say hateful words aimed at Jihoon.

"Well don't you want to go Jin?" asked the mother to bring a tray of coffee and cookies for the father.

Woojin raised his gaze, he smiled seeing his prettiest woman sitting next to his father.

"I forgot to forget." He smiled stiffly, scratching his non-gatel nape.

"Where are you going?"

"Friends' house."

"Not to Nakyung's house?"

Woojin shook his head, still smiling. "Not yeah,"

"Why?"

"It's okay. It's just."

"You have to keep seeing him Woojin, you promised that night. Anyway I'm going to have you two again."

"Dad."

"Woojin listen to me, Nakyung loves you what's wrong with you accepting it? Better to feel loved than to love. After all, Nakyung's father's company was very influential. They have names that align with ours"

Sighing heavily, Woojin once again felt this was unfair. Why does something like this keep falling on him? Why not Jihoon, why isn't that young man experiencing like this? ; it would be great if they exchanged lives.

Woojin wants to live free like Jihoon, without thinking about this and that.

Woojin hates Jihoon, hates him a lot. The reason is simple, because Jihoon's life is too free, making him who undergoes the difficulties that should be borne by Jihoon.

Even this match... Woojin. Waking up from his seat, he watched his father and mother in turn.

"I'll go first."

"Alright, be careful on the road, baby."

"Yes ma'am."

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"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing?"

"Hyung, give me the Balkans"

"No hyung, just give it as you normally would. Yeah, Park Jihoon you want to kill yourself by drinking a balkan?"

The bartender only shook his head observing the two underage boys before him. This has become a sight every day, seeing Jihoon and Jaemin come and order alcohol that actually can not be tasted by school children like them.

"Do you have a problem with Park Jihoon?" ask the handsome bartender, put down a glass of vodka.

"Not really. I just go back to remembering the past."

Jaemin glanced at Jihoon confusedly. "Which past?", Jihoon smiled wryly, indeed how many pasts have made him this crazy. It makes him feel like a monster.

"The incident two years ago."

Jaemin glanced at the bartender who had the name Yook Sungjae. Sungjae shrugged his shoulders, not knowing. The man had only known Jihoon one year ago, to get to know him further, Sungjae was in no mood to know why the red-spirited young man had come to the forbidden arena for SHS children.

"The problem that night?" ask Jaemin.

"Yes, it suddenly crossed my head."

"Ji, you shouldn't have thought about that. Woojin and Nakyung's engagement was canceled that night. When you had an accident."

Jihoon straightened Vodkanya with a single gulp. He knew that what he was doing would invite him to get drunk.

"The accident. If I could, I'd like it not to happen." He said slowly, his hand began to pour more vodka into his glass and then upheld it again. Jihoon needs to get drunk tonight, he wants to forget for a moment the accident problem at that time, forget his guilt and fear.

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Tok tok tok tok

*shelf

Brak*

Sohyun opened his lazy eyes, rubbing his still slightly open eyes. The wall clock shows at 12 pm, Cinderella who came to disturb her sleep.

*Biib bibb

Bbbiibbibb*

Sohyun got off his mattress, not forgetting to use his penguin-style sandals. He stepped closer to the door of his house, before opening he saw a small hole that made him see what was happening in front of the door of his apartment.

His eyes narrowed slowly when the first thing he saw was dark? What happened in front of his door so that Sohyun could not see anything.

Slowly Sohyun opened the door of his apartment, his little legs stepping back as a weight fell in his arms.

The moment the door of Sohyun's apartment opened, at that moment Jihoon dropped his body on Sohyun's tiny body.

"Yes, what are you doing?"

"Kim Sohyun." said Jihoon drunk. Spontaneously Sohyun moved his hand removing the scent of alcohol that had just come out of Jihoon's mouth.

"You're drunk."

"Eumm."

Sohyun tightened his arms, pulling Jihoon into his apartment, but before that he closed the door.

"Eughhh" Jihoon relieved favor when his body was thrown in the most comfortable place he felt. Still closing his eyes, Jihoon fixed his sleeping position sideways. Sohyun mattress really felt comfortable in his body, he really could not leave the place for even a second.

"Yakk, red head. Wake up!" Sohyun sat on the bedside, his hands assigned to move the body containing Jihoon's. Sohyun couldn't possibly let anyone else sleep in his room, after all If Jihoon slept here then where would he sleep?

"Yes, wake up."

"Eug." Eug."

Jihoon fixed his supine position. His eyes opened slightly, his gaze blurry only to see Sohyun's indistinct face. A small smile after that raised both of his hands, pulling Sohyun down into his arms.

Sohyun was silent for a few seconds, still surprised by Jihoon's sudden action of pulling his body down to the chest of the young man's field.

The girl rebelled, trying to push Jihoon's body to let their embrace slip. However, Jihoon in drunken fashion was actually the most powerful person; in fact Sohyun could not escape Jihoon's embrace.

"Hix"

Sohyun was silent, the sobbing sound was clearly heard in his ears. Turning his face, looking from the bottom corner, Jihoon's tears fell down and flowed down his temple. This was the first time Sohyun had seen Jihoon crying, the young man crying in his sleep, or perhaps half conscious.

"Mianhe, man,"

Frowning both of his eyebrows, Sohyun was confused by the sudden apology from Jihoon.

"I beg your pardon. hiks ... J-if I can-hiks, I won't kill you."

Sohyun fell silent, he still could not believe what he had just heard. To kill? That guy killed someone?

Too late in his mind, Sohyun did not realize that the almond-shaped eyelids were open, revealing beautiful chocolate slices. Jihoon looked at the adorable Sohyun, his imagination too beautiful, at a time like this Jihoon could see the face of Sohyun who was so close to him, silent without any rejection at all.

Jihoon tightened his embrace. He smiled when his embrace felt so real. A sense of comfort and warmth penetrated his cold heart inside. Jihoon really liked the angel's warm embrace.

"Sohyun-ah"

"Eh, are you conscious?" sohyun asked to keep his body away from Jihoon, his hands were on Jihoon's right and left, he was seen supporting the red-spirited young man.

Silent, the young man did not answer Sohyun's question. Fixing his position away, Sohyun shook his head in disbelief. The young man fell asleep after calling his name.

Ck sucks.

Sohyun stepped up his legs, walking towards his kitchen. He opened the refrigerator door and took out a glass bottle.

He drank the cold water greedily. Sohyun was tired of carrying Jihoon from the door to his bed; although the distance was not too far away still Sohyun felt exhausted carrying a man's burden that was not comparable to a woman's burden.

Sohyun sat at the pantry table not far from his bed. His brown bead stared fixedly at Jihoon who was already sound in his sleep, no matter how far his dream flew.

He fell silent, still observing the red-blossomed young man.

I'm not gonna kill you

I don't know how many times Sohyun remembered that sentence. Jihoon's words made him curious; curious as to how the young man lived his life. They had just gotten to know each other, it was difficult for Sohyun to know the meaning of Jihoon's words.

Sohyun got up from his seat, stepped on his desk to study near his bed. His long finger opened the drawer and took out his phone. Pressing some numbers after that bring it closer to the inlet while waiting for the recipient of the phone to answer it.

It's 12 o'clock, Sohyun knows very well if the Korean people are asleep. But Sohyun was sure that the one on his phone had not fallen asleep.

"Hello."

See, he raised his call.

Sohyun looked at Jihoon, believing that the young man had fallen asleep.

"Jul-ah. Are you busy?"

"No, what's up Hyunnie?" joy asked across the street who sounded calm.

Sohyun shook his head slowly, even though he knew Joy would never know the infusion.

"I want to ask you something."

"What?" ask the girl there with enthusiasm. Sohyun glanced back at Jihoon. Curious as to who Jihoon really was, why the young man was acting this way, a bit of information did not matter to him, as long as he knew who Park Jihoon was.

"Do you know Park Jihoon? He's at school with us. Her hair is colored"

"Park Jihoon? Omooo, did you meet him?"

Sohyun furrowed both of his brows as Joy's loud voice hurt his eardrums. "Aish, Park Joy!"

"Uhh I'm sorry, but Hyunnie did you meet Jihoon?"

"I thought so, what's wrong with him."

"I hope you don't talk to him. Sohyunnie, you should know the one person you should avoid is Park Jihoon. He's handsome but you have to avoid him, he's dangerous."

Sohyun raised his eyebrows, still not understanding what his classmate said.

"What's he really doing?"

"He's the devil, you have to stay away from him. Don't you ever get involved with him or your school life will feel like hell."

"Eugh"

Sohyun turned his head cautiously towards Jihoon who moved to change his sideways position right facing him. Swallowing his saliva violently, fear suddenly surfaced within him.

"*Sohyunnie"

"Kim Sohyun*!"

"Joy-a, let's go on tomorrow."

"Oh ok"

Bibs

Sohyun immediately ended his call before Joy finished her sentence, she turned to look fixedly at Jihoon.

Jihoon is dangerous

Demon

Assassinate

School life is like hell?

Why was it such a bad thing that defined the figure of the red-blossomed young man? And was Jihoon really that dangerous for her?

**Tbc

See you next chapter**