The Little Succubus

⛓Chapter 15 ⛓

Emily M's POV.

Krampus had left Diana all alone with her thoughts. He was worried about what she thought of him now, which to him was strange. He had never cared about what others think about him. He skipped the rest of the day to avoid Diana. In every class they have together and every new mixed classifications class she tried looking around for him.

During lunch she stared looking around for him. She looked around the cafeteria, the hallway, and even in empty classrooms. It wasn't until she was about to open the next classroom door that she remembered how much he liked the garden. She sped off, practically running outside to the garden. She rushed around every and even checked the green house. She sat on the bench where he first helped her and cried a little bit. "Did he leave?..." she mumbled to herself.

Soon she quickly stood up after had feeling eyes on her. They weren't harmful, but sad eyes. She looked around to only find no one there. "H-hello?" She called out to seemingly no one. She paused for a second trying to pin point exactly where the gaze was coming from. He focus was soon interrupted by the bell. She sighed and sat somewhere no one would see her, hopping to be able to skip so she could find Krampus.

Soon a small gingerbread cookie ran over with a small note and handed it to her. When she went to grab it though the gingerbread cookie tried to bite her so she flicked it away from her. She looked down at notecard seeing her name written in beautiful cursive. It didn't take a genius to know who sent her the card. She quickly turned it around only to see a simple '𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚊, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜' She scoffed a little and rolled her eyes. "Really? You can't even face me and tell me this verbally?! I just want to talk.." she said, slightly raising her voice in the first part of her sentence, but she was soon met with complete silence and felt the sad gaze that was perviously on her just disappear.

Krampus went to his dorm staying close to the shadows as Diana went to her next class. Once Krampus got to his dorm he started packing his things fearing what he was feeling. He didn't see it as natural for himself to be so fascinated in someone yet also care of what they think of him.

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𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝐸𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦'𝑠 𝑃𝑂𝑉 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡 3𝑟𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑐 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟. 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝐼 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟, 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑒w.
~𝐿𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑛