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The 7th DemonEXO - Baby Don't Cry (Korean Version)
Author's Note:
Hello again~ Yeah, I see this on the comments a lot. ^^ That Baekhyun is more like an angel than a demon. To clear things out, Baekhyun have these feelings for Eun Joo one reason for that and also further explanations why Baekhyun is like that towards her will be on the future chapters. And just wait for the other demons to appear. Hoho~ ^^ Enjoy reading!^^ Thank you~
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Eun Joo
Another day at school, I hate school. I will see my friend who disregarded me, my schoolmates who looks at me like I’m a killer. I don’t really care, but… I’m getting hurt. I have feelings too.
I fixed my nameplate with a sigh while looking myself at the mirror’s reflection. Ugh, I look sick. I look so pale and dull. I pulled the drawer out and place another black feather. I dreamt of that guy again and I felt his touch on my cheek. How come a guy has a wings and there’s always this black feather?
Angel? But no… Angel’s wings are not black. He’s always appearing in my dreams and his face was blurred and all I can see is his wings and everything is already dark.
“Ow,” I hissed when I placed a band-aid on my lip cut. I flattened it and left the adhesives on top of the table. “Well, Eun Joo. I wonder what kind of disaster will happen to you at school.” I fixed my bag and left my apartment quietly.
On my way to school, I could see some of my schoolmates going the same way as me. They are by twos, some are group and I’m the only one who’s always walking alone. I should not feel sad. I’ve been living like this for a long time now.
A guy bumped into my shoulder. He’s running really fast and didn’t even glance my way to say sorry. He’s wearing the same uniform as my schoolmates. Are we late? Is it late? I started jogging and I can already see the gates of my school.
I huffed when I made before they close the school gates. “Ms. Shim Eun Joo!” I spun around when I heard my name was called. It was our new school president. It’s going to be the first time we will meet. How did she know my name? “Is that a permanent tattoo? It’s not allowed in school.”
I frowned. “It’s not a tattoo. It’s a birthmark.” She gave me a suspicious look, maybe because it’s a different looking birthmark, “If you’ll excuse. I have to go.”
The school hours were pretty normal, too normal I don’t like this feeling. Is there something going to happen that only me who doesn’t know?
After the classes, I have to stay until evening because of the missed class I got. I stretched my long arms and stood up from my desk. I should return these books before the library closes.
While walking along the quiet and empty hallway, I can hear footsteps behind me. I slowed down and tried t
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