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IV

"Would you accompany me to dinner tomorrow night?"

"Yes."

"Good girl."

***

Staircases made of cold stone were spiralling around Theo's gaze. She hated climbing them, but she needed to see it with her own eyes. She needed to see him. Several paintings were hanged on dark grey brick walls, complementing the way up to the attic. She found herself in front of a door made of steel, clenching her fists.

"Hello?" Theo asked this question, trying not to shake too hard. That movie was still imprinted in her mind, she didn't need another scare.

"So you finally decided to come." A tall man showed himself, standing behind the door. Dark bangs were covering the right side of his face. His skin was smooth, his uncovered eye was a familiar shade of purple. "I called for you, you know?"

"W-who are you? Are you a demon?"

He raised one of his eyebrows. "Do I look like one to you?"

Theo blinked at him, like she was trying to contain herself from jumping at his neck for being a sarcastic bastard. She was torn between fear and annoyance. "You fucking do, dude. Aren't you the seventh, lost brother?"

A smirk escaped from his lips. He wanted to fool her, but she already knew who he was. Interesting. "I am."

"Why are you being held in here, then?"

"Let's say something happened some time ago, between me and brother. But the better question is...
Who are you?"

Glances were exchanged, a contest of unknown and known things forming between the two. There were many things to say. That's why Theo decided to lay on the floor, hugging her knees close to her chest, spending the rest of the night speaking to Belphiegor.

***

The morning came quickly. RAD was busy just as usual, maybe even more than what the word usual actually meant. Exams were coming, students were getting inpatient. The balance between fulfilling school responsibilities and personal life was slowly falling apart.

Sitting in an empty classroom, Georgeanne was already working ahead on her Mathematics studies. She had this habit of finishing homework too fast, irritating her inhuman classmates. Some considered it unhealthy, others were fascinated by her intelligence. To her, it was pure passion and honest work infused in a bottle of talent. Her mind was brilliant, many gave her credit for that.

"There you are." The train of her thoughts was stopped by a familiar voice. Beelzebub stepped inside holding in his left arm a bunch of snacks, while he closed the door with his other hand. "I was looking for you, Georgie."

"I'm just preparing for the exams." He had this habit of not wearing the jacket of his uniform. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, buttons ready to pop open if he dared to flex his muscles. She coughed, trying not to get distracted by him. "Shouldn't you do that as well, Beel?"

He brought a chair close to her desk, letting his snacks fall all over the place. "I can't think clearly on an empty stomach."

That's when she realised that he got her favorite ones: demonitos coated in cheese dust, salty pretzels and spicy chips.

A light blush appeared on his cheeks. "That's why I got them just for you."

"Thank you Beel, you are such a sweet demon." She touched his face with her little hand, caressing it with adoration. "I don't know what I would do without you."