The Devil's Angel [DISCONTINUED]

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   The crowd of students seemed to blur into one from my perspective as I walked to my first class, nothing stood out to me. It seemed that I was surrounded by darkness, not one shed of light shined through.

   The faces students made as I past them was a mixture of fear and disgust, but I took no mind of it as I walked; I was leader of Hell's Angels, the biggest gang group in the city, so students giving me looks was normal. Though the students have no proof I was the leader, they've heard rumors to go along with, even if the rumors are true.

   A bright colorful poster caught my attention for a moment, I walked over to the bill board where the poster hung and began to read. It was about some yearly Festival of Lights thing that Century High holds, it was happening this week, but I quickly shrugged it off. I was never a fan of school gatherings.

   A sign which read History caught my eye, it happened to be my first class of the day. I walked towards it, pushing the door open.

   The once chatty classroom now became silent as I slowly made my way towards my desk which stood to the left side of the classroom.

   I plopped down into my seat, setting my black backpack down to the right side of me. I laid my head down on my arms, my eyes slowly beginning to shut until I heard a pair of high heels clicking in the hallway.

   Several students rushed to their seat before Mrs. Brooks pushed open the doors to her classroom. Her black skirt held onto her body like a second layer of skin while her black button up shirt hung loose on her.

   " Good morning class." She greeted, as a small smile danced upon her lips; Mrs. Brooks was a strict teacher, only because she cared about her students so much. But she was always clumsy, dropping books and paper while in class.

   " Morning Mrs. Brooks...!" Everyone in the class - except for me - replied.

   She smiled," Alright, now let me start-"

   The classroom door swung open, revealing a girl with angelic features," I'm so sorry I'm late...!" Angelina stated, a smile on her face as she walked to her seat in a reasonable pace, while a pair of earbuds dangled from her back pocket.

   " It's alright dear! Your actually on time!" The teacher replied, smiling kindly at her.

   She sat down, folding her hands on her desk neatly as she looked back up at Mrs. Brooks," Now as I was saying, let me take role before we get started." Mrs. Brooks stated as she grabbed a clipboard and pen from her corner desk.

   She began to call role, each student raising their as the teacher called their name, then she called my name," Lucifer Akuma?" She question, keeping her gaze away from me.

   " Here." I replied, raising my hand a bit before flopping it back down onto my desk.

   She nodded, checking off my box before continuing to take role.

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   After Mrs. Brooks finished role call, she set the clipboard and pen back onto her desk before grabbing another sheet of paper," Okay class? Listen up." She said, adjusting her reading glasses before continuing," We'll be having another class project in culture history and myths."

   A couple student groaned in agony of knowing they had to the do another history project," Now now, I know you all love history so much but for this project, you'll be having a partner."

   Some kids clapped in excitement, while others already began asking people to be their partner before the teacher even finished speaking. From the corner of my eye, I could see a couple of boys crowding Angelina's desk, asking her to be their partner.