CZARINA

DARKNESS

Mors's POV

My Czarina's confused expression was undeniably adorable; she clearly hadn't anticipated our encounter here. I caught her whispering "again," and I wanted to prolong our conversation, but her nervousness under my gaze was palpable.

Before she slipped away, I made sure she remembered my name—this moment would surely linger in her mind, a seed planted for future encounters.
We parted ways to attend our classes, and as I entered the room, I noticed the homeroom teacher waiting for me. I smirked; the teachers here knew who I was—Mors Azrael—and wouldn’t dare challenge me.

"Good morning class, today we have a new student. Mr. Azrael, please,” the teacher introduced me.
“Mors Azrael,” I replied curtly, my voice icy. I wasn’t here to make friends; my focus was solely on winning my Czarina’s heart.

The class fell silent, intimidated by my presence. The teacher awkwardly gestured for me to take a seat, which I chose at the back by the window, away from prying eyes.

Impatience gnawed at me as the lesson dragged on; I had mastered this material at eight. The clock ticked slowly, each second feeling like an eternity.
When the bell finally rang, I bolted outside, my heart racing as I searched for Seraphina. Suddenly, a guy interrupted me, “Oh hey new kid, I’m Gustavo. Nice to meet you, man,” he said, tapping my shoulder.

I feigned friendliness, introducing myself despite my disdain for the intrusion. The idea of forcefully placing a bullet inside his damn mouth crossed my mind. His hand quickly retreated, and he scurried off, clearly unnerved by my demeanor.

“Damn it,” I muttered under my breath, heading to the cafeteria. Spotting my Czarina, her beauty captivated me, her smile like a spell that ensnared my senses. She was with Serene, the girl who always seemed to steal her away, a thorn in my side.

Approaching them, I offered her favorite ice cream, hoping it would break the ice and draw her attention away from Serene. When she noticed me, her eyes locked onto mine, creating a world where only we existed.

"Angel,” I said, handing her the treat. Her confusion quickly turned to a charming blush, making my heart race.
“Wh-what is this for?” she asked, her voice soft and curious. I replied with what I knew she wanted to hear, watching her face flush deeper, the sight sending warmth through my chest.

Our conversation flowed effortlessly, each word a thread weaving us closer together, but Serene’s presence irked me. “Can’t she just disappear?” I thought, contemplating darker thoughts about her interference.

“Should I just kill her?” I muttered, only to be met with my angel’s puzzled expression. “Nothing, angel,” I quickly reassured her, flashing a charming smile that drew the attention of those nearby.

As the bell rang, signaling the end of our time together, I suggested we hang out again soon, perhaps for coffee. She nodded shyly, and as they walked away, my expression hardened. Maintaining a smile was exhausting, a mask I wore to hide my true feelings.

When the final bell rang, I headed to where my Czarina usually waited. Spotting her from a distance, I greeted her casually, “Angel, what a surprise.” After a brief pause, she asked, “Um, Mors, why do you keep calling me angel?” Her innocence was disarming, a refreshing contrast to the darkness that surrounded me.

“Because you look like one,” I flirted, watching her cheeks redden, a beautiful shade of pink that made me want to protect her even more.
“So, are you going home?” she inquired, her voice tinged with concern.
“Yeah, can we exchange contacts?” I asked, trying to sound casual, though my heart raced at the thought of having her number.
“Sure,” she replied, and we exchanged numbers. I used a different phone, acutely aware of the dangers my true identity posed in this world.
“Mors, I gotta go now. See you tomorrow,” she said warmly before heading to her bike.
“Yeah,” I responded, waving goodbye before getting into my car. Nero was waiting inside, but I needed to be alone to handle my growing obsession.

I sat alone in my car, the radio playing softly in the background as I absent-mindedly. My thoughts drifted back to what just happened today and a smile tugged at the corner of my lips as I remembered her radiant smile. A wave of longing washed over me as I imagined what it would be like to feel her lips pressed against mine.

As I sat there, lost in my daydreams, my hand began to wander, slowly sliding down my chest and resting on the growing bulge in my pants. I could feel my heart racing as I began to stroke myself, imagining her soft touch on my skin.

I moaned softly, my breathing quickening as I imagine the sensation of her body pressed against mine. The thought of feeling her lips caress my neck sent shivers down my spine. I wanted nothing more than to wrap my arms around her and pull her closer, feeling the warmth of her embrace.

But as my hand continued its exploration, I knew that this fantasy would have to suffice for the time being. I cursed under my breath, frustrated by the fact that I couldn't be with her right now. The ache inside me was almost too much to bear, and I felt like I was going to explode.

Just as I reached the edge, I remembered the crumpled tissue in my pocket. With shaking hands, I quickly fumbled for it, positioning it just in time to catch my release. I let out a shuddering sigh as the tension left my body, my muscles finally relaxing.

As I sat there, catching my breath, I knew that this moment wouldn't erase the longing I felt for her. But it was a temporary relief, a fleeting escape from the desires that haunted my mind. I knew that I'd have to face reality soon enough, but for now, I allowed myself this small indulgence, letting the memories of our moments together flood my senses once more.

For now, I would hold onto these fantasies, knowing that they were all I had until I could be with her. The thought of running my fingers through her hair, of feeling her heartbeat against my chest... these were the things that kept me sane.

It wasn't ideal, but it was better than nothing. 

After a while, I called Nero back, and he drove us home, my thoughts still consumed by her. Each moment replayed in my mind, a haunting melody that would not fade. I knew I was falling deeper into a dangerous obsession, but I couldn’t help myself; she was my Czarina, the light in my dark world.

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