Infernal Academia

Chapter 3 - Torrential Gluttony

It was only when Cobalt opened his fridge after his morning shower that he came to the horrible conclusion that he had completely forgotten to buy himself any food.  Staring bleary-eyed at the empty compartments, he sighed and kicked it shut, his stomach twinging painfully.  Back when he attended university, he had spent many's a night running off little more than granola bars and apple juice, but never before had he skipped breakfast.  This was going to be a difficult day.

Not only that, but he had slept awfully.  The dormitory futons were uncomfortable at the best of times, and his thoughts had been plagued by visions of the encounter with Karazelle the previous night.  For a while, he had kidded himself into believing that he had simply dreamt the whole ordeal, but Cobalt was eventually forced to reason that it had definitely happened, considering that Lust demons could only have lucid dreams.

"Not the best of starts..." he murmured, lashing his tie around his neck.

Out of the meagre collection of outfits the Incubus possessed, the weathered tie that hung around his neck had to be his favourite.  Apparently it was a part of the old B.I.D. uniform before they transitioned to a navy colour scheme, being made from dark grey fabric and decorated with thin red stripes.  It was a little worn in places, but Cobalt considered it to be a lucky charm, and had worn it since his mother gave it to him on his sixteenth birthday.

A knock on his door suddenly startled him, prompting the Incubus to nearly choke himself with his own tie.  Pulling the door open, he was confused to see the Imp from yesterday standing with his hands on his hips.

"Aw man, rumours were going around that you were staying at the dorms, and here you are on my floor!  How's it going, man?" Arnn Srenth asked cheerfully.

He didn't give Cobalt a chance to answer, as he quickly barged past the Incubus and took stock of the room.  Noticing the window, the minute demon gasped.

"Dammit, you got one of the best rooms, too!" he exclaimed, stomping his foot.

"Erm, how so?" asked Cobalt, scratching the back of his head.

With a yellow-toothed grin, Arnn pushed his glasses up his nose and jabbed a thumb at the steel beams connecting the buildings together.

"Easy access, amirite?"

Images of Karazelle's visit flashed accross the Incubus' mind, causing him to shake his head and snatch up his satchel.

"I- I don't appreciate such crass talk, even outside of a classroom, Arnn.  Now come on; out of my room, please"

The Imp rolled his eyes.

"Alright, alright.  Class doesn't start for like an hour, anyway" he sighed, jamming his hands into his pockets as he stomped out of the room.

"So what shall you do until homeroom?" asked Cobalt, locking the door behind him as the pair stepped out into the hallway.

"Dunno.  Hang around, I guess"

The two made idle small talk as they made their way down to the ground floor, but Cobalt's heart wasn't in the conversation.  He was too distracted by all the stares he was getting from the other students lingering about the dormitory.  Even amongst the entire male population of the student body, he couldn't spot a single other Incubus.

Steering clear of the common room, he and Arnn instead stepped out into the small plaza out front, and were greeted by a blast of chilly wind.  Students lounged about on the benches, some checking their homework over, but most simply swiping through their phones.  Over on the grass, a trio of Fallen were playing a game of catch, and by a small fountain, two Succubi were-