Lets do this!!!
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Your POV

Ahh school, the place were social awkwardness thrives and teachers are more worried about girl's shoulders rather than their education...

Now in even more chaos.

Okay so someone may have broken an important artefact... That may of been keeping a demon from wrecking havoc everywhere... And now lots of people are dead... Including the chick who dropped the charm.

I'm currently hiding in my locker, which somehow can actually fit me of all people!! I don't wanna get my entrails eaten as I kick and scream!!!

It's been around 37 and a half minutes (yes I counted I was scared!!) and I am hearing... Pounding?? Oh god!! Is it him?!? I pray to god he doesn't come clos-

"Hello." A teen boy my age had opened my locker, he had a striped tie with assorted oranges, yellows and tangerines, a white undershirt, black blazer and pants along with black leather shoes. Well I think so... Because I was more focused on the blood on his knife and shirt and his demonic eyes.

He smirked at my shaking form and grabbed my shirt and pulled me out, pinning me to the unopened locker next to mine.

"Aren't you a pretty thing..." He murmured, ensuring I heard. I growled a little and spoke up.

"WOMEN ARN'T THINGS JACKAS-mrrff!!!" Just before I swore he clamped his hand over my mouth, leaving me feebly throwing my limbs to try and get away.

"Feisty, and independent? I like it. Anyways, hello! I'm Bodil, a demon from hell! And you are (Y/n) I believe?" I nodded my head, also making an attempt to get him to release his hand, to which he applied more pressure.

"I wouldn't do anything rash if I was you... Considering that nearly everyone here is dead... It's just you and me!!" He began cackling, how very stereotypical.

"Anyway! I'll be back for you later darling." He unclasped his hand and leant in, kissing me with a hint of passion... And damn son he was good!! I even found myself nearly kissing back but he moved back and disappeared into thin air...

I can't wait for later.