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DEVILONIC ACADEMY

WARNING! this is not an your Ordinary Campus Love story! _________________________________________ ____________________ Diane Elliana Marie O. Nalcon AKA Demon venture into a path of being an assassin when she was 10 to take revenge on whoever murdered her Parents. She endured everything that the 'organization' threw at her, ofcourse she wasn't alone, she was with her fraternal twin sister and two twin cousins, together they shared each others' pain and burdens. She was thrown into a Virgin Tropical forest with only one bottle of water each for a month to survive, she endured. She was inhumanly experimented on and became one of the so called Perfect Valkyries, she endured. Accept a sure-Death Mission, she relented. because she was weak, and didn't have a choice but she climbed the ranks, and she was proclaimed as the deity of the shadows, she was given the nicknamed such as Shadow Valkyrie, Shadow Death and so on. What she experienced, where also experienced by her twin and cousins, they were stubborn about not letting her go by herself. Without them she would really have submerged herself into the shadows. Then she continued her path of revenge and received a very important clue: Devilonic Academy. When she received a mission regarding this Academy, she only raised a brow and didn't hesitate to accept. But everything seemed to have spiralled into a different direction when she met a Blue-eyed devil that could outmatch her temper.

Knight_Shade26 · Teen
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6 Chs

First Encounter

Diane and the others decided to split up and explore on their own after getting their corresponding books and uniforms. After listening to the long speech of the welcoming program set up by seniors to welcome the transfer-students and freshmen.

Ziarra who was walking with a slow pace and observing the various designs and murals after finding the Art room, Smilingly reached out for a paintbrush and tried many colors by mixing them.

It was nearly lunchtime, the Art room is big enough to be a mid sized auditorium, there was few curious students who was taking a peek at Ziarra from time to time but dared not approach her.

Although the school offered a guide so the freshmen and the transfer-students can familiarize themselves around the building, The girls still chose to separately explore on their own. Besides, it's not like they don't know the whole map of this Academy.

The Welcome ceremony was a bit uneventful, although the Representative of each grade is surprisingly popular but not as popular as the freshmen's representative of course. They were all very very handsome, even if ziarra hate to admit it. In a brief observation, all student who studies here are basically above average in terms of brains and appearance, it was truly befitting for an elite school, no one was normal, literally.

Ziarra, remembering the dark blue eyed boy, she somewhat furrowed her brows. There was something odd about that boy, it was like staring at Diane all the same except for the gender difference, they both have the same vibe of danger, however Diane was cold and aloof while the boy she saw was expressionless and indifferent. she thought while still tinkering about and gradually painted an illustration of her fraternal twin blaire—albeit only vaguely.

"You have talent...", ziarra's hands stopped midway of adjusting the painting when someone unknowingly sat next to her and commented.

Her expression was blank however the alarm bells in her head was ringing chaotically. How did he? How did he get close to me without me realizing it? Ziarra nervously thought in her head while slowly tilting her head to look at the culprit.

It was one of the Freshmen representatives she saw during the welcome ceremony. Smiling lightly, ziarra replied humbly, " thank you but it's only a passing hobby of mine.."

Immediately ignoring him and calming down her nerves while continuing the adjustments for the painting.

" I'm Thrello, Thrello John C. Araneta.."

" Ziarra.." ziarra promptly replied and still ignored him afterwards, making Thrello a bit surprised. So calm even after i sneaked at her back. Thrello thought while mentally grinning in mischief.

"Just Ziarra?" Questioned Thrello while raising a brow at her, "Yes, just Ziarra...Besides.." Ziarra slowly put down her paintbrush and completely faced him head on.

" I don't think that you wouldn't know my whole full name since you're part of the School Council.." The atmosphere turned tense in an instant and Thrello only threw her a Charming smile that made the surrounding girls blush and flustered, however ziarra still maintained her indifferent smile while facing him.

"Ah yes, but still it's rude to just call you ziarra without even exchanging each other's names does it?" standing up from his chair, Thrello stood a half head higher than ziarra and his oppressive aura was slowly wrapping around her.

To think that a mere 17-year-old boy could emit and oppressive aura, it was unthinkable. If Thrello deployed his Oppressive aura to someone else they might sweat cold buckets or even legs turning jelly, however he targeted Ziarra, who basically have to face Diane's full blown killing intent during sparring practice so what could this oppressive aura do to her? of course, it was like a gentle breeze.

"atleast you have manners.."

the tense atmosphere was broken when a third party invaded. Thrello's hair on his whole body stood up as he felt a terrifying killing intent locking unto him, it was like a beast was ready to close his mouth to devour him whole.

Straining a polite smile, Thrello tilted his head to the newcomer. Diane, she should be their leader, indeed she's not simple just like how Dwight said. Feeling his sweaty palm and his back also covered in cold sweat, Thrello still managed to nod politely at her.

"Let's go, Blaire has been looking for you everywhere.." Diane after briefly glaring at him turned to ziarra and dragged her with her but ziarra haven't forgotten about the painting so she first snatched it and hurriedly followed Diane without looking back. after Diane and Ziarra got away, it freed thrello from that terrifying feeling that he felt only from Dwight.

Sighing in relief, He grabbed a random paper, fold it and fanned himself in a bit of a depressed manner.

I said that i would only target one and check her out but i was actually nearly choked to death by that killing intent! En, they should be professional assassins. Thrello slowly pondered.

"So how was it?"

looking at the leisurely Kobe walking towards him, he felt unfairness. It was him who suggested this thing but i was the one to take a thousands of mouthful of killing intent.

"It was Terrifying, it felt like someone placed a knife inches from my heart!" Thrello dramatically fanned himself and acted like he was in distress however Kobe could hear the excitement from his voice and rolled his eyes.

"So?"

"So...I think....I think i'm in love~"

*BAM*

"—motherfucker what was that for?" Thrello, massaging his head while complaining at the frowning kobe, cursed.

"That's for your Idiocy! Do you think you can touch a hair of that girl before you get chopped into pieces?" Kobe berated while fiercely looked at him. "So you better straighten your brain a bit and stop being such a Casanova for once this semester!" Kobe snorted at him.

Thrello pouted and deflated a bit, "So, does that means if i don't get chopped into pieces i could?" Thrello beamed and made a fist.

Although, Kobe knew he wasn't serious and was only irritating him, he still can't keep himself from gnashing his teeth in irritation.

"How about i chop you into pieces?"Kobe slowly drawled while his expression darkening.

"Haha—cough i only wished to be chopped by a beauty, it can't be that you fell for my manliness—"

"You go to hell!"

"Kobe, i know you're jealous but let's keep it Civilized!"

"Civilized your Head!"

"..."

Mini Theater:

Interviewer: So what was your favorite thing to do in your spare time?

Thrello: *Whispers* irritating someone..

interviewer: c-can you repeat what you said?

Thrello: i mean, irritating kobe..

interviewer:.....

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