12 Day 6 Part 2

Day 12...

Haa, I, I am really tired... This boy, no, this kid keeps getting nervous. Please, help this stupid author. Tell him what to do with this kid...

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He takes a few steps back and stutters, "W,what are y,you d,doing here."

But the only response he gets is a smile and her slowly walking towards him with the smile of a devil. Though she did not say a word she was clearly about to do something to him. He was scared as can be.

He was about to run away when he heard her words. "You know, Daren, I don't really care for you. But... such humiliation. Daren, I have never once actually failed in taking a boy's virginity. Hahaha." The boy paled as he watched the features on her face becoming more and more ruthless. "So... I will not stop. Every. Living. Moment. I. Will. Try. To. ****. You." As she said every word like its own sentence the boy has already taken a few steps back as she continued to walk towards him.

"S,stop it..." He said while tears were nearly flowing out of his eyes.

The girl stopped and watched him. "How... cute." She was dumbfounded at the boy. She didn't know why her heart was beating like this when she was around him. "Ahh, I wonder what this feeling is? I... just can't get enough of you."

Hearing the girl's words he turned towards the dorms and began to run away. He wanted to get away from her. The boy was continuing to see all the moments of his life.

A girl taking his clothes off and drawing on his body. A male who took him to the bathroom and did... those things. (A/N; *blush*) A teacher who he trusted took him to her home and "kept" him there for three months doing all kinds of things to him together with her boyfriend.

"This boy... why are you telling the story of this boy damned book?" I took my eyes off the words and just stared at the book while my eyes were becoming colder.

"T,this... boy... i,is... d,different..." It replied in its usual hazy and stuttering voice as if it was on death's door.

"Oh? How so?" I asked the book as I began to recall everything it has said until now.

"Y,you see... t,this b,boy is... s,strong..." The words of the book surprised me greatly.

"Then... what about summoning him?" I asked the book but its reply shocked me greatly.

"I,impossible..."

I was silent for a moment before saying, "Alright. Then I will continue reading you for a bit more. At least until I am done with this day."

The boy began hyperventilating as he was running. All the pain, despair, anger, sadness, began flowing out of him as he ran.

He tried everything. He tried to be good. He tried to be happy. He tried to be open... But what is it that he receives? Pain, torture, and violation. No matter what he did, he had always people with evil intentions around him. And... all the good people die.

As he pushes his door open he still hears the girl behind him running after him at a high speed. But right before she can enter he closes the door and locks it.

He slides down the door and says while he begins crying, "Why me?"

And outside the door a girl with beautiful red hair was glaring at the door yet again. This boy had gotten out of her grasp not once, but TWICE! How much humiliation must she be given before she can take this boy's virginity.

Then she heard a sleepy voice to the left of her. "Ahhh, such a beautiful morning..." Then the voice noticed her and she said, "Oh? What are you doing at his door Rachel?"

"What am I doing?" The red haired girl's face began to become red with anger and embarrassment.

Then the brown haired girl in front of her seemed to remember something. "Oh. So you are still trying to defile him? Then I guess you have to hurry. Other hunters have already begun watching him."

"Hmm? Are you in this category, Eliza?" The red haired girl asked while her brow began to twitch.

"Huh? Of course not. At least, not right now. Although he does have this certain attraction to him." The girl, Eliza, said as her eyes looked mysteriously at the door of the boy who was running away from his "hunter".

And that was when a small sigh escaped the red head. "...thank god...."