A/N: Do remember that Iseul is still regaining her memories of when her parents were alive as the scene where Luhan helped her recover her memories would have only happened about a week and a half ago in the story. WARNING: Minor character death

 

“It’s good to see you Sweetheart.” “Can you please drop the ‘Sweetheart’, I’m really not in the mood for it right now.” Iseul said bluntly. “My apologies then Milady.” She scowled at him. “So what brings you to my humble abode?” Cain asked taking her hand in his. “Psh humble my .” She muttered, taking in the spacious antechamber before her. “Would you like anything to eat? It can be like the old days when I would go over to your house.” Cain suggested. “Do you remember that?” He asked at her confused look. “It’s coming back to me.” “Cain, would you like anything to eat.” “No thank you Mam.” “Such a polite boy. This one’s a keeper honey.” Her mother said, resting her hands on the girls shoulders. “He’s seizing! We need to do something now!” “Hold him down!” “His eyes!” “Sh*t, Baekhyun, you have to do it now.” The room was as chaotic as it was panicked. Three boys held down another. The boy, his eyes blown black like obsidian as his body seized. Black veins stood stark against his ghostly pale skin, infecting first his blood before creeping its way into his mind, the darkness a plague, infecting its host through all means. “Umma! Guess what happened today!” The girl squealed as she ran to her mother. “What happened today darling?” “I punched one of the bullies right in the nose! They looked so scared.” “Honey, you know what I said about violence.” “Sor