the devil has nothing on him
devil’s night
✘ but if you love something, kill it. ✘
The moon was shrouded by the thick layer of grey fog stirring in the air. From the outside of the sanctuary of her home, she stood a few meters from the quiet driveway. Her parents were fastly asleep in the comforts of their bed, clearly oblivious. She was not supposed to be out tonight either, but she heard the screeching of car tires skidding down the street and left to investigate.
She had originally assumed that her house was going to be egged, but what she ended up discovering was much worse.
Seulgi inhaled another sharp breath, her collarbones jutting out. She tugged her black sweater tighter around her shoulders. The cold breeze sent chills coursing down her spine. Nobody was here except them.
Her and the person standing in the middle of the road.
She dared to take another look at him.
His dark crimson red mask concealed his face. Gleaming obsidian black eyes that seemed to pierce through her. Dark raven hair tousled from the winds. He was tall, well over six feet. A
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