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A patch of your skin is stained black and turns to the color of your soulmate's eyes when they first touch you. Meeting a devil for the first time was already scary, so when a second one appears? You run. Of course, that doesn’t go as planned now does it.
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Walking alone back home after being at the collage library with your best friend all day should have been easy.
Key word: should.
So when you realize you’re being followed, you discretely tell Tsukasa to go ahead and you’d catch up.
She doesn’t question you, too wrapped up in the fact that she’ll be seeing that man -Anzai she called him- again.
You wait until she’s out of view, and then like the dumbass you are, you turn around and call out to whoever had been following you to let them know you knew they were there.
After not seeing anything for a hot minute, you assume that the person had decided to leave you two alone, so you turn to go catch up with your friend.
Yeah no that was a mistake.
Once your back is turned, you hear a low growl, and then the breath is knocked out of you.
A furious looking man had jumped on you and knocked you to the ground.
You think for a minute ‘oh fuck, this is how I die’ as his fanged mouth descends towards your neck.
But then someone else with long white hair kicks the man off of you and engages in a very dramatic fight with him.
You can see the glimpse of the second man’s single red eye, so you know that whatever the first man was, the second one is too.
That knowledge is enough to make you bolt the second you realize that the second man had successfully knocked out the firsts, and has turned to you.
Of course you can’t outrun him, but it’s the thought that counts right?
“Hey wait up! I just want to make sure you’re okay!”
His words make you falter, and that brief moment of hesitation lets him grab you by the arm to make you stop running.
“I promise I’m not going to hurt you! His voice is soft, and his visible eye is wide as he looks you over.
His gaze stops at your forearm where he had grabbed you, before slowly travelling back up to meet your eyes.
“Is there any chance you were like that before I grabbed you?”
You realize what he’s talking about when you look down, only to see that there’s a handprint in the shade of his eye on your wrist.
“Holy shit I found you.”