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— monsters in the dark stop causing trouble
we'll never know if our casualties will doublePICK UP THE DAMN PHONE
sent 17:21Your [eye color] eyes squinted in suspicion. Rereading the text message your father sent you brought an insufferable amount of fear and anxiety surging through the depths of your clouded heart and mind. Cause you knew so well that he was mad or even furious about something you can't put your finger on.
Was there something I have done?
A question that stayed in your mind like a broken record player. It kept repeating and repeating, not even giving you a moment to convince yourself that there was nothing wrong. This is so ironic . You often found yourself so superior and robust compared to others. Still, you seem to always break down in the mention of your father. Talk about issues and a complex.
"Is something the matter, [first name]?" Gakushuu tended to your slightly tense and shaking figure.
"Love?" He repeated once more, but yet again, no response. And just when he was about to grab your face and make him see what you were worrying about. You look directly into his purple eyes. With red ruby eyes, you pierced his fragile soul and said:
"Go to sleep, Gakushuu."
He was down. As soon as the words slipped out of your mouth, he was asleep. You looked at his resting figure with no remorse about what you did. Not even after promising to yourself that you wouldn't use it on him.
You sighed and put your phone to your eye level. Seeing yet again another call from your oh so dearest father . Hesitatingly, you pressed the accept button. You leaned on the support of the car seat and stared outside the window. The tall buildings and few trees you were passing by, keeping you preoccupied as you wait for your father to reconnect.
"What took you so long?" your father's voice boomed through your mobile phone.
"The signal was crappy," you lied, your bored [eye color] eyes fixated on the landscapes outside.
You heard your father let out a long breathy sigh before saying: "Is anyone else listening?"
"No," you replied, now staring at Gakushuu's peaceful state.
"Even Gakushuu?"
" Even Gakushuu," you reassured.
"So, to what do I owe you, Father?"
"The file, did you get it?" He said with a stern voice.
"I did."
And just when he was about to reply, you said: "I also figured out your small little game."
"What...game?" your father said with a pause.
"The file wasn't the only thing you're after, noh?" you said with a teasing tone. You put your right leg above the other with a Chesire grin forming on your face.
"Magic is one thing, but curses ? Don't make me laugh."
"And what did Asano-san do to make you cast such a spell?"
"Is it authority? Money? Fun?"
"Is it power ?" you taunted.
"Give the file to me after my meeting," your father changed the subject.
"I will be waiting," he concluded before immediately ending the call.
You clicked your tongue in annoyance. Bobbing your head backward to stretch your tense neck and shoulders. Accidentally hitting Gakushuu's arm, you lowly hissed. And as if on cue, Gakushuu squirmed and let his strawberry blonde hair land on your stiff shoulder. You made yourself comfortable, trying to disregard his ticklish hair. You finally relaxed, knowing that Gakushuu is indeed still asleep.
Letting out a breathy sigh, you tapped on your mobile phone. You were peacefully back to reading a few articles when you suddenly heard the driver swallowing the forming anxiety in his throat. And just like a wild wolf hunting for prey, your [eye color] optics immediately turned a sharp, intimidating red. You glanced at your driver from the car's front mirror. Your temporary red eyes had a lot more darkness than any black or brown shade can display.
The driver felt an indescribable loss of energy throughout his whole body. Barely holding up to drive the limousine. Your scowl deepened, and your gaze became even stingier. He could barely feel the air that was left in his lungs. The driver felt like he was gonna die, and to make it even worse, he would be dying knowing he caused you and Gakushuu harm. It wasn't primarily his fault that you did not bring up the barrier between the riders and the drivers.
" [Last name]-sama , please let me take you home ," The driver said through tiny breaths and pleading eyes.
Your eyebrows furrowed. Lightly curious about how the driver immediately knew you were the one causing all the despair he felt. Perhaps your bloodlust was too evident. How troublesome .
You focused on the sky from your car window. Smirking at the new realization you had. Your fingers grazed on the barrier's trigger button. You innocently smiled at the driver and said:
"On a moonless night will your suffering end."
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