4: The Clairvoyant

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Next day, 7:00am




Everything sucks~~
Just kidding~~~~


Soooooo Kiara's gonna shift today.
In my room.
With me.
Together.
As roommates.


AHHHHHHHH I CAN'T WAIT.
IDK WHY IMMA ACTING LIKE A MAD CRAZY FANGIRL BUT AHHHHH EVERYTHING FEELS SO GOOODDDD.



Finally I will have her close to me, make her fall in love crazily with me. We will have so many romantic encounters. Omg I can't wait.

(My fangirl side dom here)


If anyone from our demon community will ever see me screaming like this for a girl, maybe they will execute me for being happy and they won't even believe I am the same guy who has more than 169 mistress and kill counts to more than you can ever imagine.

Damn I have fallen hard. What have you done to me, Ms. Song Kiara?




🐇

<At the university>

It has been merely 2-3 days of her joining here and it has already become a habit to look for her when I enter the classroom.


I looked for her and found her alone, sitting near the fountain, looking ethereal. Is she really a mere human?



Suddenly,
The sky turned into scorching red, as if someone has painted the sky with blood. The bloody red clouds covered the sky, the atmosphere became densed and heated.



Puzzled with this abnormal behavior of nature, I was diverted by the sudden storm just near the fountain, where Kiara was sitting. I was about to rescue her but I noticed that.... She was not moving, all still, like a mannique. I looked around and found everyone stood still on their places. I glanced towards my watch and my assumption became true.



The time was freezed. I again looked towards Kiara and she was too looking at me but frozen.


Only the Clairvoyant has the audacity and power to freeze the time, go to the past and peek into the future.



I stood there, not knowing what to do.
Because apparently, the storm was summoned by the Clairvoyant himself like I had highly doubted, the Great Kim Taehyung. He's here with the whole minion army.



For real, Red is Taehyung's colour. The colour of destruction and domination. The definition of fearless, royal and elegent. And of course, bloodshed.

Well, his expression doesn't seem to have any kind of good news. Ugh what now?


"Prince Jeon, nice to see you."
Taehyung spoke, with a light smirk.

"Same here, Prince Taehyung. There has to something very important that it brought you here itself." I stated coldly, not caring if it came harsh or rude.

"Seems like you didn't miss me much. Aww I am hurt. "
He put his hand on his chest and faked his pain dramatically.

Anyways, I won't beat through bush aswell. I am here with a very good news. I will be accompaning you with your mission."
The fuck?

"Why?! How many times do I have to say you that I am capable of handling this matter by my own. I don't need anyone's help! "
I spat. What do they think of me? Let me just prove myself!

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