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AUTHOR's POV.
"Finally!!!" Mist cheered as he stretched his hands up. "A beach break after a long month of dreadful days!"
"Yeah, yeah. . . Whatever, kid! Now go and help us carry the bags!" Shield sassed at the said boy as he picked one basket of sandwiches and threw it into Mist's direction.
Mist caught it without any trouble.
The boy was still feeling excited and hyped up seeing all the Light Raid agents gathered infront of the large beach house which is owned by the head master. Mist's doe eyes' glimmering at the beautiful scenery laid before his eyes. The happy grin never left his lips despite of carrying big luggages.
"You seemed really happy, Mist." Storm appeared right behind him carrying few boxes himself.
Mist nodded vigorously, "I'm really happy, hyung~ we get to rest now!"
Storm chuckled.
"Yah! You two are leaving me behind!" Night smacked Storm and Mist's head earning glares from both boys. "Oppssss~ he he he, sorry!"
Then he ran away with his bag and other stuff.
"Aish! That kid, really!" Storm muttered as he chewed on his inner cheek.
AFTER getting all the stuff and fixing where it should've been placed, all agents gathered inside the huge rest house. They all stayed and waited for the assigned front lady to give them rooms.
There were 60 plus agents who came today, the rest were still out for missions while the others stayed in the headquarters. The head master and few higher ranked imortals did come to look for the pull of children who will probably made the best of their rest day at the isolated island that the head master herself owns.
"Each room will consume 12 members. . ." The assistant said, continuing on her words. The agents didn't really paid much attention to her as they just listened and waited for their names to be called. They're either talking with their friends or looking around.
Mist was looking around when he felt the same set of eyes staring at him, his problem is. . . He couldn't find who and whose eyes are those. "Ah, hyung." Mist poked Storm.
"Yeah?"
"Look around," Mist whispered. "Do you see someone looking at me?"
Night who heard chuckled along with Storm, Night answered, "Mist. . . Every girl in here is looking at you. Damn boy! You just have to be so hot and cute~"
Storm giggled, "I'd go gay for you~"
"Argh~ shut up hyungs! It's not what I mean." The boy groaned and a pout was already forming on his lips, "Whatever, nevermind."
He was sure that there's this one particular person who owns this eyes that keeps looking at him. Anyways, the assistant soon announced Mist and his friends' room.
"The last room in third floor on the left will be consisted by; Shield, Top, Night, Storm, Trouble, Shade, Mist. . . Katrix, Angelique, Ema, Fate and — Z. That's all, room seven. Please take your room key and proceed to your room."
Shield was the first guy to step forward and took the keys, searching for eleven young kids to approach him and once all did, they made their way towards the said room. On their way; Top keeps on talking as a smartass he is to his own big brother — Shield who's just constantly rolling his eyes on him. Fate was helping Shade with the spare key that Top had ruined and broke without even doing anything yet. . . However, Shade's focus was on Angelique. Night and Katrix wasn't talking to each other which Mist noticed and he somehow found the two just awkwardly glancing at each other. Ema — the new girl that Mist met was talking to Angelique, their talk consists anything about how cute Mist is. Storm restraining himself to kill Trouble who kept annoying him and poking his chubby cheeks. And lastly, Z who seemed not even there with them. . . She was silent as she just stares at Mist for the whole time they were picking luggages and uptil now. She herself doesn't know what's gotten into her.

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MY SWEET DEMON
Fantasy// i n t r o d u c t i o n .. It was a one starry night after the concert ended. I met her... I saw how she fought for me and protected me from any harm. She saved my life from being sued by such evils that were there to take me. "W-Who a-are you?"...