𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙤𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙨―𝐑.𝐎. 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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You walked towards the door of your classroom. You walked inside and you took a seat at a desk in the farthest row you could. Your daemon rested on your shoulder in the form of a squirrel. Don't worry about it, (Y/N).

"Juin, what do you mean?" You whispered as you slid into a desk and opened your book.

It's going to be different than before. You scoffed at her answer. It didn't matter that it was a new group of people. Everyone would look at her, talk about her, and fear her, all because of who she was.

Of what she was: a witch demon. The door to the classroom opened up and she perked her ears up.

"Oh, (Y/N). I didn't expect you to be here so early." The sound of your teacher, Yukio's, voice reached your demon ears.

"I don't sleep very well at night anymore, Yukio-san." You answered.

"Why did you drag me out of bed so early anyway? I was sleeping!" The voice of Rin Okumura reached your ears.

You lifted your head to see the eldest Okumura getting his ear pulled on by his youngest brother. "Shut up!"

Rin poured before spotting you sitting at your desk. He inched closer to his brother. "Who's the new girl?"

"Your new classmate. She's been transferred from her old group." Yukio said. "Why don't you go talk to her?"

Even though the brothers were whispering, you could still hear them. Well, Juin, could still hear them, and she told you through the telepathic link.

"Fine." Rin agreed in a soft, almost mumbling manner.

Ron walked over to you, set his sword done behind his chair, and sat down in front of you. You didn't move to acknowledge him. He decided to wait, but after five minutes past, his patience ran out, and his temper consumed him.

"Do you not notice me? Are you blind?!" Rin exclaimed.

"Sit down and be quiet!" You ordered.

The first words that came out of your mouth were cold, hard, and cruel. Your tone was sharp and almost cruel. It was justified by how you've been treated, but Rin didn't know that. His brother did, and as he watched the first encounter unfold, Yukio smiled to himself.

Rin obliged to your words and kept quiet. Instead of "annoying" you, the Demon looked at your features. Your (h/c) hair was in a (braid/bun). Your eyes, a [insert positive adjective here] (e/c), seemed to sparkle even though they seemed darker than they should be.

Her face was covered in dirt stains that seemed to cover up scars. A bandage stood by the corner of your eyes. Then, the son of Satan's eyes went to her hands. They were covered up in gauge and bandages, but he could tell what you were trying to hide.

Burn marks lined your entire hands and extended to your elbow.

"What happened to your hands?" Rin asked you.

You sent him a glare that would shame Erza Scarlet. He instantly regretted saying anything. You placed your book down and stuffed your hands into the pocket of your hoody. The hoody looked too baggy to reveal or outline anything.

Off in the front of the class, Yukio stared at them before muttering, "Just tell him. You told me, and I understand. He will too."

"My father can make purple flames that I inherited from him. I burnt my hands." You told Rin.

Purple flames? If she inherited her fire from her father, her father must be a demon, but which one? Which demon can create purple flames?

"Who's your father?" Rin asked.

You gave him another shaming Erza Scarlet glare. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to intrude. Don't hurt me."

"I'm not going to hurt you. Greco-Roman Angel counterparts don't hurt defenseless creatures even if they are demons! How insulting to my culture!" You almost exploded.

"I'm.... uh.... sorry." Rin hesitated for the first time in his life, and thought over the words he was going to say.

Great. I made another person become afraid of me! Maybe they are right. I am too cold and ruthless to be an exorcist. Being a godly demon sucks balls.

You sighed wanting to change this first encounter around before his opinion of you stook on you like fly caught in a spider web.. "I'm sorry. I have people issues."

He chuckled. "It's fine. I have people issues too."

"You don't act like you do." You smiled at him.

"Well, I guess it comes as part of the package of being the son of Satan." Rin grumbled.

"It doesn't matter. We're sort of similar, you and I." You told him.

"How are we similar?" Rin wondered.

You giggled to yourself. "You're the son of the devil. I'm the daughter of the Greco ruler of the underworld and a witch."

"I guess we are similar. Do you want to spend time with me and my friends?" Rin asked.

You picked up your book, and your whole demeanor changed into a new person. "I don't hang out with anyone especially demons."

"Wow, you bipolar bitch! I was just being friendly, because my brother asked me to, but I guess this was a total waste of my time!" Rin stomped away taking his sword with him.

This was your first encounter, but it would be your only encounter for weeks.

Yes, I made the reader a bitch. Yes, I made her "demon," but she's practically a god. Yes, Yukio knows of her past. Yes, what you said was the truth. Yes, I have no life. Yes, Blue Exorcist is my new favorite thing. No, it is not going to be like my other accounts Inuyasha story!