In our school, the devil ruled alongside his brother. They created peace in it, and balanced the school with each other. The devil, who was hated as much as worshipped, was a boy who was cruel, vicious and cold. He plays with people in his hands and makes them bow to him and control them. Life is a game he plays and his love is a lie. I hated him. I despised him. He wasn't worthy of anything. He was dirty and he didn't deserve all the praise and loyalty. He was evil and I didn't like him one bit. But everything changed, the day he reached his hand out to me. And surprisingly, I took it.
5 parts