I FELL IN LOVE WITH THE DEVIL

6: The Devil in Disguise

"Yah, devil, Jennie told me what happened in the bathroom earlier," Jisoo said, her voice laced with a mix of amusement and concern.

Lisa smiled, "Oh okay, that's cool. So what about it?"

"You really are a devil, Lisa. Can't you see? She doesn't know who you are. What if she finds out you're the actual devil, the daughter of the king of hell!" Jisoo exclaimed, her voice rising in panic.

"And so? What's going on here? You know I'm an honest devil. I don't lie like my father. It's just that these people didn't believe me that I was the devil," Lisa shrugged.

"Oh my God! You are such a pain in the ass!" Jisoo groaned, burying her face in her hands.

"You mean oh my devil? But anyways, thanks, Jisoo," Lisa replied, her tone is playful.

"Listen, they can't know you're the actual devil, especially Jennie. What if she finds out? What do you think she'll do? She will run away from you. All people on earth are afraid of devils. You like Jennie, right?" Jisoo asked, her voice laced with urgency.

"Yes, I like her," Lisa admitted.

"Then act like a human if you want her to love you back. If she finds out you're the devil, she'll be scared or, at worst, despise you," Jisoo said sternly.

"Oh damn, you know how much I hate lies. Do I really have to pretend?" Lisa questioned, her voice tinged with reluctance.

Jisoo nodded hastily. "Yes, if you want Jennie to like you."

Lisa rolled her eyes, her frustration evident. "Fuck this, I guess I'll have to try."

"Good. Now act like a human," Jisoo said, tapping Lisa on the shoulder before leaving.

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Jennie sat in the library, her nose buried in her textbook, trying to focus on her studies. The air was thick with the scent of old paper and the quiet hum of focused students.

"Oh, the bitch is here," Nancy's voice cut through the silence, sending a shiver down Jennie's spine.

Nancy, accompanied by her two loyal minions, approached Jennie, her eyes narrowed with malice. "What are you doing here, Nancy? If you're looking for trouble, please not now. I need to review for my exams," Jennie said, her voice calm.

"No, we've been looking for you all over campus. Now that I've found you, I must release my frustration," Nancy said, her voice dripping with venom.

Jennie mentally rolled her eyes. This was a familiar routine. Nancy had been tormenting her since she arrived at YG University, her jealousy fueled by Jennie's effortless popularity.

"Not now, please. I just want to study in peace."

"Well, you can't find peace while you're here," Nancy said, her eyes glinting with triumph. She instructed her minions to grab Jennie, their hands rough and their grip tight.

As Nancy's minions grabbed Jennie, she raised her hand and slapped her hard across the face. The sting of the slap was sharp and immediate, a searing pain that sent a wave of nausea through Jennie.

A thin line of crimson staining Jennie's lips. But her gaze remained fixed on Nancy, unwavering and filled with a quiet intensity that seemed to mock the girl's rage.

"Don't you ever get tired of this? You bully people when you're bored? When you're angry? Why? Is it because your parents are the school's biggest sponsors, so you think you can get away with tormenting those you consider beneath you?" Jennie's voice was low, a steady stream of defiance that cut through Nancy's bluster.

"Instead of studying and learning something, you choose to bully others. No wonder your dumb, you and your minions," Jennie continued, her voice laced with a biting sarcasm that stung more than any physical blow.

"What? How dare you tell me that! You're such a fucking annoying bitch!" Nancy screamed, her voice laced with rage.

Jennie closed her eyes, bracing herself for another blow. But then, a loud gasp and a thud echoed through the library. When Jennie opened her eyes, she saw Nancy lying on the floor, her eyes wide with terror. The books on the bookshelf were scattered across the floor, a testament to the force of the impact.

"Hello there, human," Lisa's voice, soft and melodic, cut through the stunned silence.

Jennie looked up to see Lisa standing in front of her, her expression unreadable. "Lisa? What are you doing here?" Jennie asked, her voice trembling slightly.

"To see you," Lisa replied, smiling at her.

"How dare you! You're going to pay for this!" Nancy yelled at Lisa, her voice laced with fury.

Lisa didn't flinch. She simply stared at her, her gaze unwavering.

"Should I be scared of that?" Lisa said, her voice calm and confident.

Jennie watched in disbelief as Lisa approached Nancy, her steps measured and deliberate. "Do you know what you're doing?" Jennie asked, her voice laced with concern.

Lisa smiled, a playful glint in her eyes. "Yes, human."

"No, you're just getting yourself in trouble," Jennie said, her voice filled with worry.

"Don't worry, I can handle it. Trust me, I'm the devil," Lisa replied, her voice a low purr.

Jennie's eyes widened in shock. "You're crazy!"

Lisa turned her attention back to Nancy, who was now staring at her with a mixture of anger and disbelief. "You have no idea who you messed with!" Nancy said, her voice trembling.

"Oh come on, human. You might take back your words when I tell you who I am," Lisa said, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.

Jennie watched as Nancy's eyes locked with Lisa's. Lisa, however, remained calm, her gaze unwavering as she met Nancy's challenge. Their eyes locked in a silent battle of wills, the tension in the air palpable. Jennie, her heart pounding in her chest, watching the two.

Then, something shifted. Nancy's eyes widened, her breath hitching in her throat. A gasp escaped her lips, a sound of pure terror that sent shivers down Jennie's spine.

Jennie watched, bewildered, as Nancy's gaze seemed to pierce through Lisa, as if seeing something beyond the surface. Her eyes darted around, a frantic look of fear replacing her earlier arrogance.

"Hey are you okay?" one of her minions asked, concerned about lacing her voice.

But Nancy couldn't answer. Her eyes were fixed on Lisa, her entire body trembling. Her lips moved, forming silent words, but no sound came out. Then, a horrifying scream tore through the library, a primal cry of terror that sent a wave of shock through the room.

Jennie watched as Nancy's scream turned into a guttural roar. Her eyes, wide and frantic, darted around, searching for an escape. Her hands clawed at the air, her fingers digging into her hair as if trying to claw away the unseen horror that had seized her.

"Nancy, what's wrong?" her other minion asked, her voice now laced with alarm.

But Nancy couldn't hear her. She was lost in her own world of terror, her scream echoing through the library, a chilling sound that sent a chill down everyone's spines.

Jennie's heart pounding in her chest as she watched Nancy scrambled to her feet, her eyes wild with fear. She stumbled back, her gaze still fixed on Lisa, her scream turning into a desperate plea for escape.

"Get away from me!" she shrieked, her voice hoarse and raw. "You're a devil! A devil!"

She turned and ran, her movements frantic and uncoordinated. She crashed into tables and chairs, knocking over books and papers, her scream echoing through the library as she fled.

Jennie's mind reeling. She watched as Nancy's allies turned to Lisa, their faces contorted with anger and confusion. "What did you do to her?!" one of them yelled, her voice thick with rage but followed her eventually.

Lisa, however, remained calm, her expression unreadable. She simply shrugged, her eyes still fixed on Nancy's retreating figure.

"She just saw the truth" Lisa said, her voice a soft murmur that barely reached Jennie's ears.

"What have you done to her?" Jennie asked Lisa, her voice filled with a mixture of fear and curiosity.

"Nothing. I thought she wanted to have a staring battle, so I gave her what she wanted. Maybe she finds me intimidating," Lisa replied, a playful smirk on her lips.

Jennie's her heart still pounding in her chest. She watched Lisa turned back to her. The library, once a haven of quiet study, now buzzed with a nervous energy. Whispers and murmurs filled the air, fueled by the spectacle they had just witnessed.

"Lisa," Jennie began, her voice laced with a mixture of concern and disbelief. "Nancy looks so scared. It wasn't just intimidation. What did you do to her? Why is she so terrified of you?"

Lisa's eyes sparkling with a mischievous amusement, she tilted her head, her smile innocent and disarming. "I didn't do anything, Jennie. You saw it yourself. We just stared at each other, and then she started screaming. The important thing is, she'll leave you alone now."

Jennie, however, wasn't convinced. The way she had stared at Nancy, the intensity in her gaze, it wasn't just a simple stare. It was something more, something that had pierced through Nancy's facade and exposed a raw, primal fear.

"But how?" Jennie pressed, her voice filled with a growing sense of unease. "What did you do to make her react like that?"

Lisa turned her back to her and addressed the other students. "The show's over, humans. You can now mind your businesses," Lisa said, her voice calm and authoritative making the students leave the scene.

"Lisa!" Jennie called her. "Tell me the truth!"

" I told you, Jennie. Nothing. Maybe she just has a weak heart, easily scared by a pretty face."

Jennie, however, knew better. "You're hiding something," Jennie said, her voice firm. "Who are you?"

Lisa's smile faltered slightly. "I told you, Jennie. I'm just a normal girl. You're overthinking things."

Jennie, however, wasn't buying it. She knew there was more to Lisa than met the eye. The way she had handled Nancy, it was all too strange, too uncanny.

"No, Lisa," Jennie said, her voice unwavering. "You're not just a normal girl. I know you're hiding something. And I want to know what it is."

Lisa's eyes narrowed, her smile vanishing completely. The playful facade she had been maintaining crumbled, replaced by a look of steely determination.

"Jennie," she said, her voice low and dangerous. "You're asking for trouble."

Jennie, however, wasn't backing down. She had seen too much, felt too much, to simply accept Lisa's explanation. She had to know the truth.

"I'm not afraid of trouble, Lisa," Jennie said, her voice steady and strong. "I want to know what you are."

Lisa, her gaze locked on Jennie's, took a step closer. The air crackled with tension, the silence in the library broken only by the sound of their own breaths.

"You're asking for more than you can handle, Jennie," Lisa whispered, her voice a dangerous caress. "Are you sure you want to know?"

Jennie, her heart pounding in her chest, met Lisa's gaze. "Yes, Lisa," she said, her voice firm. "I want to know."