Intro: Boy Meets Evil

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"My sin was not specifically this or that but consisted of having shaken hands with the devil. The devil held me in his clutches, the enemy was behind me."

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When Sohye woke up, her head felt light and her body as weightless as a feather. It felt like she was still in a dream, so she sat up lazily and shook her head to wake herself up. But when she opened her eyes, she still wasn't sure if she was already awake. Her room was entirely different.

The walls were painted in light green, the windows were on the wall on her right and the door on her left.This wasn't her room.

Confused and curious, she got off the bed, and she walked towards the door. Suddenly, the door slide opened, and she saw her Mom, running towards her.

"Sohye!" her Mom called out, her beautiful face creased with worry.

"Eomma!" Sohye called back. But to her surprise, her Mom passed by her and went straight to the bed.

"Sohye!! Why?!!" she heard her Mom cried, her voice cracking.

What did I do? Sohye thought to herself as she turned back to look at her Mom. But what she saw next made her knees go weak, she saw herself lying on the bed, sleeping, her face full of scars a breathing apparatus and heart monitor attached to her.

Things flashed back to Sohye. She pushing off the girl on the road to save her from the incoming car. The last thing she remembered was a powerful impact hitting the side of her body, incapacitating her. And that was it.

Her eyes turned to the heart monitor beside her bed, watching as the line went up and down. Was she dying?

"That depends on you," a voice broke out her ruminations.

Sohye turned her head, and there she saw him. His sharp eyes staring at her.

Unworldly. That was the first word that entered Sohye's mind. He was utterly beautiful, beyond perfect. His face unlike anything she had seen. His hair bleached to blonde, his eyes a color of hypnotizing blue-grey.

Sohye couldn't understand, but his presence brought her a sense of fear...and curiosity.

"W-who are you?" Sohye asked, stuttering.

His pink lips formed into a devilish smirk, "The Evil."

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