The Other Side of the Mirror

(5) Detention

"How was the interview with the Devil?" D.O. plopped into the seat beside Sunmi and raised his motherly brows at her in question. "Was it bad?"

"Hell yeah." Sunmi replied without hesitating. "He's the Devil, what did you expect?"

Kai smirked and tossed a pen into the air before catching it suavely. "I have a good idea about what you should do to get revenge on that guy." he leaned closer and grinned mischieviously. "You can totally cook a meal for him. Serious. That'll be the worst revenge ever- OWW WOMAN!" he dodged when Sunmi hit him on the arm.

Kai pouted and rubbed his arm, making a face at her. "You hit like a bull." he complained. "I was joking alright." he blinked and added with an after thought. "But it was totally worth it."

Sunmi scoffed at him and rolled her eyes. "Thanks for insulting my cooking whenever you can. I totally appreciate that." she wrinkled her nose.

Suho looked at her in concern and frowned. "But really, was it really bad? I'm sure it's bad but bad has quite a few levels. Just merely bad, or bad bad, or extremely bad or...yeah you know?"

"Are you rapping, hyung? Cause that's kind of my role." Chanyeol gave Suho a pointed look which caused Baekhyun to roll his eyes.

Sunmi smiled at Suho's concern, secretly melting inside. "Well yeah, of course it's going to be the worst kind of bad there is." she shrugged. "He insulted the shop holder ahjusshi, insulted the shop, insulted the entire business and cursed like nobody's business." she shook her head. "I was just so embarrassed to be there with him."

"You could have chosen not to bring him there." Baekhyun pointed out.

Sunmi shrugged. "Well yeah, but I prefer suffering when I know he is suffering with me." she grinned cheekily.

D.O. chuckled and whacked her head lightly while Suho smiled in amusement. "As I said," Kai spoke up once more. "If you're talking about punishing him and making him suffer, your cooking is the way."

Sunmi opened her mouth to scold the dance machine once more when Chanyeol broke her line of thoughts. "Speak of the Devil." he hissed. "Five O'clock direction."

The gang secretly turned and saw the Devil striding into the hallway with his other soccer members that were trailing behind him like a bunch of puppies. The soccer members were pretty buff and fit themselves, which made the entire scene actually quite comical with how they looked as if they were treading on possible landmines when they were with Sehun.

The Devil himself wasn't particularly muscular though. He was the sort of guy that was just normally built and might even lean towards the skinny side, but his face made up for everything. In fact, he didn't look like he would suit the muscular physique either. He suited the lean image just fine.

Even though he might not be stronger than the rest of his lackeys, they were in awe and respect of him because of this...this sort of "aura" that the Devil exuded. He just commanded attention and fear no matter where he went, and his arrogance certainly helped in this matter.

The fangirls naturally squealed at the entrance of their idol the Devil looked smug at the attention he commanded. He looked at the girls as if they were his concubines or servants, no, more like they were lesser beings as compared to him.

He was really like Draco Malfoy in all honesty, as if he was pure-blooded and hence cocky as hell. Except perhaps Draco Malfoy was more attractive, at least in Sunmi's opinion.

The Devil looked over at Sunmi at that instant and they met eyes. Sunmi glared back bravely, not flinching. She didn't want him to know that he was indeed quite frightening at some times, but wanted him to think that he wasn't anyone she should be bothered about.