MY SWEET DEMON

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MIST's POV.

"Hello, I'm Snow Yazuka... Its a pleasure to meet y'all, I hope we can all be friends." She smiled.

She has a cheerful smile plasted on her face as she scan the whole classroom finding a vacant chair. She didn't change that much, she's still the girl who broke my heart a year ago. I'm not protesting that she's here. Its just frightening that she's here again. The person who once broke my heart will enter my unfully recovered world again.

"Here!" One of my classmates rose her hand indicating that Snow could sit beside her.

She smiled at her before turning her heels towards that chairs direction which is actually at the back of my chair. She stopped in front of me, eyes bewildered. Her index finger was shaking as it pointed at my face. "You! I think I know you!" She stated.

I smiled bitterly. My heart felt like it's being pierced at the mere mention of her knowing me. Well she does know me, but if only she'll dug deeper inside her heart, if only she'll try to remember the real me that she truly knew, if only she did her best and try to find the real me who she knows well. For a moment I felt my heart twitch from pain again for the first time of the year.

Oh how I hate to admit that I somehow got my hopes up again that she'll try to remember me, that we'll have a second chance. My heart that already gave up--- wait, did I ever gave up? No. I was forced to give up because that chance of her knowing me will never happen. We never broke up, but I'm a stranger to her.

The whole class started making murmurs of sounds as they all eyed Snow with full of judgmental sets of eyes. People now a days tend to judge every single scene they saw without knowing the real story. Just like how she judged me when I told her I'm her boyfriend.

'I didn't think we should continue our relationship. I don't even know you.'

I darted my eyes to the window beside me like it was the most interesting thing I saw as a small flash of memories triggered to escape from my mind. Snow seemed to notice her sorounding as she apologetically looked at everyone and sat on her chair at my back. I could feel her eyes staring at my back, but the same chills she gave me wasn't there anymore. I'm just simply hurt.

The teacher hushed our classmates theories of judgments as she continue with our lessons. However, my mind never followed and I just stared blankly at window beside me. I just hope that she never saw the sadness right through me behind my blank face like she always did-- oh. . . she'll never notice. She doesn't know me too well anymore.

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Z' POV.

I starred at the scene in front of me as a sharp pang of pain seethed through my heart for some reason. Is it because I saw how Mist looked at the new girl with those set of hopeful eyes? Or is it because he's expression was blank, but I know he was pained deep within? But why am I affected seeing him in pain? Why do I care about what's happening in front of me? Why do I feel pain when I haven't knew anything about them at all?

But why do I feel like she loved him before and he still loves her?

Shit!

"Z!!! Raven!" Someone snapped a finger at my face. "Earth to Raven!"

It was Night.

"Jeez! Why are you spacing out?! Are you copying him?!" He deadpanned pointing at Mist who's. . . I think in deep thoughts.