anticipation - stray kids

the fuckening

(n.) when your day is going too well and you don't trust it and some shit finally goes down

ah, there it is, the fuckening.

who is she? - i monster

"return to me"

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the night was alive with whispers of hidden danger, and the moon hung low in the inky sky, casting a faint, ethereal glow over the dark waters of the hidden bay. the sound of lapping waves echoed through the air, a gentle serenade that masked the foreboding tension that was growing within the supernatural world. 

a vampire with fluffy orange hair that seemed to defy gravity, perched on a moss-covered rock, his crimson eyes reflecting the moonlight. he had always been a creature of the night, reveling in its darkness, but tonight, even he felt a sense of unease in the air.

his mind was preoccupied with the rising tensions between the different factions of the supernatural world. rurals, royals, sirens, demons, hybrids, elves, humans – they had coexisted for centuries, often in an uneasy truce, but that delicate balance was now shifting. rumors of a war had been circulating, and the signs were becoming harder to ignore. 

a darkness was spreading, and it threatened to consume them all. 

as the vampire stared out at the waters, his thoughts were interrupted by the gentle laughter that carried on the breeze. he turned to see a siren with long, silky black hair that shimmered like obsidian, his siren, his friend. 

the siren stood at the water's edge, his bare feet barely touching the wet sand, and he was an enchanting sight. 

his voice was as alluring as his appearance, a power that he used to his advantage whenever an opportunity showed itself. tonight, he sang a haunting melody, a mournful song that seemed to echo the hidden sorrows of the world. a gift he could rarely use due to the ban made by humans.

the vampire's eyes never left the siren. 

they had been friends for centuries, allies in a world where alliances were often fleeting, but there was something about the siren that had always captivated him. 

it wasn't just his beauty or his enchanting voice; it was the air of mystery that surrounded him. the siren had never fully revealed his intentions or loyalties, and that left the vampire with a gnawing uncertainty.

"joong," the siren called, his voice a hypnotic whisper. "the night is so beautiful, isn't it? but beauty often conceals the most treacherous secrets."

'joong' nodded, his gaze still locked on the siren. 

"you've always had a talent for stating the obvious," he said, though a hint of amusement laced his words. the siren's smile was enigmatic, and he slowly approached joong, his movements graceful and fluid. 

"i've also had a talent for seeing what others overlook," he replied, his midnight eyes locked onto the vampire's, "there is a storm coming, my friend, and it will not spare any of us."

the vampire's expression darkened, and he knew that the other was right. 

the supernatural world had been teetering on the edge for far too long, and the darkness that loomed was not just a threat to their existence, but a threat to their very way of life. 

they had faced countless adversaries in their long, immortal lives, but this, this felt different. 

the vampire and the siren stood together in the moonlight, the tension between them a reflection of the uncertain future that lay ahead. it was a future where alliances would be tested, loyalties would be questioned, and the shadows of war would consume them all. in the embrace of the night, they shared a silent understanding, knowing that they would have to stand together to survive the looming storm. 

little did they know that the secrets hidden within the depths of their supernatural world were far darker and more sinister than they could have ever imagined, and the war that approached would challenge not only their strength but also the very essence of their existence.

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i've been working on this first chapter for so long so the quality of the rest of the book may not reach this level 

- hyunwaffles