Obsidian is a rock that appears as black as night. It was that random fact, taught long ago, that came to her when she saw his eyes. They frightened her, as well as drew her into him, called out to her.

That was one mistake of many.

To be fair, she had been warned. A fortune teller once told her to be weary of the promises she makes. That one of them would be the end of her. It was advice taken and promptly forgotten. Advice that she uselessly remembered far past the point of no return.

One night she stumbled upon an old man who handed her a small piece of paper with instructions. He said to follow them to the letter and that for a price, her life could change. It shouldn’t have been anything she should’ve listened to, but desperation was a force to be reckoned with. So she took it home and summoned a man filled with his own set of promises.

A man who only asked for a single thing in return, her soul.

A man who promised she’ll hardly miss it. That it’s worth it.

What she should have remembered is that when making a deal with the devil, nothing is straightforward and absolutely nothing is free.

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“Do you know what’s frightening about love?” He asked her quietly, his voice the only indicator that he was there, the rest of him shrouded in darkness.

“What?” She asked quietly.

“It has a dark side, a destructive side, a consuming side. A side that no one writes about, a side that no one warns you about, the side that no one likes to talk about because it ruins the fairytale humans so desperately cling to” Sehun explained.

She sat up, “Is that why you won’t admit to feeling anything for me? I thought things like you weren’t afraid of anything?”

Despite the darkness she could feel his piercing stare on her.

“What he wants, he gets. You can’t do anything about it and neither can I. We’ve played this game before and last time, you didn’t make it out alive, remember?”

With that he was gone, leaving her surrounded by nothing, but the darkness.