MY SWEET DEMON

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MIST's POV.

I was sitting at the grass field outside our school's building, staring at a certain window where I see Z' silhouette at an empty classroom as she practice with her katana.

"Why does she always brings that?" I asked myself as I stared at her in awe. A slight chuckle escaped my lips.

"Her mom is a Swordsman so that explains." A soft voice mumbled beside my ear causing me to flinch away at the short haired girl beside me who's already giggling at my startled reaction.

I frowned at the said girl, "What do you want, Snow?"

"You sounded so cold." A pout formed on the top of her lips as she sat beside me. My brow raising suspiciously at the girl.

"I came here to talk." She said.

"You always bother me." I coldly stated, not sparing her one glance. "When will you even stop this?"

However, she didn't answer my question. Instead she said, "Have you really moved on from me?"

I nodded without any hesitations. "You didn't gave me much choice back then."

Its true.

Only god knows how many times she pushed me away, telling me to leave her alone because things wont even work out. It true. I begged for her to take me back and start again. . . I wouldn't really mind if she doesn't remember me or what, but having her beside me was all I needed back then. But she left. She pushed me away and left.

And now she's back.

But the Snow infront of me is not the person I used to love. She's different. She doesn't want me back for being the annoying Mist that keeps on forcing her to love back. . . she wants me back because of a reason which will be useful for her. Because I'm the new Mist. The Mist who's a grandson of a demon king.

"Listen, Mist. I have to tell you something." Snow spoke, awakening me from my deep thoughts.

I hummed, not showing any interest. "You can tell me anything, I'll be just here. . . will try to listen."

"This is serious!" She shouted which got me looking straight into her eyes.

"The last time you said that you want to talk to me, you just told me annoying stuffs and even begged infront of our schoolmates just so I'll talk to you! You only told me to have you back. . . so tell me, would there be any difference now?" I bombarded her with my voice full angered and annoyed. She'd always corner me at school and I'm starting to get tired of it.

I don't feel anything for her anymore.

"Mist, this is about the past." She started. Her eyes darting away from mines. "The truth is. . . Stor--"

"Mist." Snow was cut off when Storm came infront of us with Night following him. The looks on their eyes were serious.

Snow suddenly stood up, "Please, let's tell him." She said.

I raised my brows, "Tell me what?"

A long sighed escaped Storm's mouth just as he was about to talk, Night stole the opportunity. "We're the reason behind Snow's amnesia."

My heart sank.

"What?" I asked. My eyes filled with shock.

"I'll tell you what happen. . ." Storm stepped forward and sat infront of me. My eyes never left his own sets of chocolate brown ones.