/[|𝒯𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝐻𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓃|]\

✨Special✨

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Genre:Fluff☁️

No one's POV-

M/n was casually strolling through the halls of RAD carefully as to not bump into anything, humming a random tune as he went.

He was on his way back to the House of Lamentation from a meeting with the club he had joined recently when he felt something hit his back.

"Well if it isn't the human exchange student." A voice called out in as condescending tone. The h/c haired male turned to where he heard the voice and found himself staring at the blurry silhouettes of what appeared to be 2 or 3 people.

"I'm sorry, is there something I can help you with..?"

The 3 demons snickered and whispered amongst each other as the blind male stood there rather confused.

"Well.. If there's nothing you need from me I'll be going the—!"

M/n was caught by surprise when he was pushed into a row of lockers behind him. He gasped as the air was knocked out of his lungs. The human wasn't given time to process the situation as a leg made painful contact with his stomach.

He groaned as he clutched his stomach and hunched over in pain.

"W-W-Why...."

"What was that? You're gonna have to.." One of the demons landed a kick on M/n's face. "Speak up!"

The force of the kick sent the injured human flying a few feet. His lip had split open and blood had begun to trickle down, the taste of iron and salt filled his mouth.

"W-Why ar—re you do—ing this..?" M/n tried to speak through clenched teeth as he continued to hold onto his stomach in pain.

"Why?" The demons laughed at the human's pitiful attempt to seem unfazed by his injuries. "It's because we're tired of a worthless and weak human like you walkin' around like you own the damn school."

"Yeah you humans are always so entitled." Another chimed in.

M/n scrunched his face in confusion, "What the h-hell are you talking about?" "Tch.." A third demon clicked his tongue in annoyance, slamming M/n's head on the floor with his foot.

The sound of the impact echoed throughout the empty hallway. The tile flooring was stained with the blood that ran from the human's split lip and now bloody nose.

M/n was too weak by this point to move his body, even the slightest of movements caused him to flinch in pain.

Instead he turned his head to the source of the noise as one of his attackers began to speak, "We're talking about the fact that you walk around like your big and mighty. News flash you're not invincible."