A young man who only wants peace in his life...
A Demon who only has one desire...
What will happen if their fates crossed path?
Created by D.O.G.
Artist, editor and writer: elscythe
Character design, and writer: CheshireAki
Editor, and writer: Mari...
Michael Adams, or Mike for short, was known by many as the school faggot or sometimes “Demon Spawn” for reasons unknown. He has a love for Photography so he took it as his major at Castello School.
He had a hard time living by himself ever since his grandfather passed away. But as time goes on, he got used to it. He may live on his own now but at least, he was able to get a part time job at a café called Moonbox.
But school was another thing.
Mike was standing by the entrance of the school, staring at the big white building and wondering if he should go to his classes today. As some students gossiped at the side and called him names, he ignored them. He’s used to these kinds of stuff anyway. Sure, he had moments where he wanted to tackle them down and sew their mouths up by force, but it’s not like he could do that with his scrawny body. So he just ignores them, hoping that they’ll just shut up.
He entered the building; the school hall was white with blue lockers on the wall, doors with a small window on them. The hall is almost filled with busy students doing their own business.
Mike walked up to his locker and took all the things he needed for his first subject. He was about to leave until a familiar hand grabbed him by the shoulder and pushed him against the lockers. It was Brian. He was at least a head taller than Mike since Mike was only 5’10. Brian was very athletic. He has a more muscular body than Mike’s, and he was always seen with a blue jersey. Mike wonders if Brian ever washes that jersey.
Brian looked annoyed. “Where do you think you're going?”
“Far away from you.” Mike answers with a blank expression.
The school bell rang loudly. Although it seems like Brian doesn’t care at all and looked at Mike with anger. He dragged Mike by the collar and slammed him on the lockers.
“Listen here, Fag. If you don't give me your money, you’re gonna have purple makeup on your face. Got it?” Brian threatened.
‘What's this, Grade school?!’ Mike thought to himself despite not being able to do anything but comply. Even if the teachers saw his situation, they would just ignore it. So he gets his wallet out from his back pocket hesitantly.
Brian snatched the wallet from his hands, took the money inside and placed it in his pockets. He then threw the wallet on the ground between Mike’s feet and shoves him to the lockers again.
“If you dare talk back to me again, I’m gonna beat you into a pulp.” With that Brian walks away, leaving Mike with a face that looked like the mix of exasperation and fear.
“What a stereotypical asshole. He's probably gonna cut classes like a stereotype would.” Mike mutters under his breath.
He fixed himself up and proceeded to his class. ‘What a way to start the day’ he thought sarcastically to himself. Suddenly, Mike realized something. He checked his watch and saw that it’s 7:33; he’s already late to his first class. Mike immediately quickens his gait to the classroom. He would’ve run but he’s afraid that he might get caught by a teacher.
He entered the classroom at 7:35, and the teacher was already there. Mike knows what his after classes will come to even before the teacher speaks. ‘Detention again’ Mike thought begrudgingly.
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Mike was walking down the corridors to his detention class. When he stepped in the room, he saw the teacher sitting on her desk.
It was Ms. Tessa. The most hated teacher in the whole school, probably the entire world if she was ever exposed. She would usually be strict with students especially to the girls but she had a particular interest to Mike. Everyone knows it and it’s one of the reasons why they pick on him.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Adams. Though I must say, I’m not surprised you’re here.” She flirts.
“Good afternoon, Ms. Tessa.” Mike greets her indifferently.
Mike walked to his usual chair as Ms. Tessa kept her eyes on him, as if he wouldn’t notice. He had the urge to get his camera from his bag but he knows that she would just take it off his hands the moment she sees it. Instead, he settles with looking around the classroom to pass the time, avoiding eye contact with Ms. Tessa.
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Though he couldn’t help but noticed that her eyes look weird. Instead of her usual soft brown eyes, is more of a bright unusual yellow and her supposed-to-be white sclera is black. She looked unnatural. She looks at Mike like she was hungry for him, but not in a kinky way.
Mike gulped and blinked. The weird demonic eyes are gone, leaving him awkwardly staring at Ms. Tessa eye to eye although she seemed to like it.
