Devil Child's

Chapter 2's

Two men in Daehwa High School uniform, whimpering in pain. The bruised faces and blood coming out of their noses and mouths can no longer be covered. One of the men had fallen helplessly on the sidewalk. And another, kept asking for mercy on the blond man, who was beating him.

There was not the slightest bit of mercy that the blond-haired man showed. His sharp eyes and face that did not express fear or guilt, discouraged a man who did have a proud nature and did not care about others. Not indifferent, but people who did not care about him, caused the nature of indifference to grow on him.

"I won't repeat it again. Please forgive me!" for the umpteenth time the man again begged that he no longer take blows.

The blond man pulled the collar of the man's uniform he had made battered, easily the body was lifted just like that.

"Never stand in my way." the man again showed a murderous look.

The beginning of this fight is not a big thing. It's even very trivial and not worth debating.

When the blonde-haired man was walking with both hands that he put into his pants pocket. His sharp eyes were fixed on the two figures of a man who wore the same uniform as he wore. The two figures were chatting in front of him. He kicked an empty drink can that had just been dropped by one of them right in front of him.

Taak!

The can was right about the head of one of them that made the man turn around to find out who the man who dared to throw his head with a drink can. But fear and anxiety soon struck them when they found out who kicked the can, Kim Jovian. A man who is very feared and shunned by many people because of his Devil-like nature.

Jovian is a guy who likes to hurt people he feels bother him. Therefore, no one wanted to get close to him let alone be friends with him. Even he had beaten other school students until the student had a severe fracture, and it took quite a long time to heal.

Jovian threw out the man's body, and resumed his steps towards the school that was not far away. The school is none other than the place where he had been studying, Daehwa High School.

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The students sat down in their own places, seeing that their teacher had entered the classroom. He was Han's teacher, the homeroom teacher from grades 11-3. In addition to being the homeroom teacher, Han's teacher also teaches as a sports teacher. Teacher Han walked up to Jovian who was listening to music through his earphones, on the left bench in the corner of the classroom. Without a word he pulled the earphones. Their eyes met, showing the look of killing each of them. Not wanting to make a fuss with his teacher, the blonde man lowered his legs and returned to sitting normally, like the other students.

Yes, teacher Han is the only teacher who dares to rebuke or admonish Jovian, a brutal, unforgiving man. During this time, Jovian never wanted to find a fuss with every teacher in his school. Because he knew if he was looking for a storm the risk was to be expelled from this school. And Jovian didn't want that to happen.

Teacher Han returned to the front of the class to open the class, before the lesson hours were actually about to begin.

From the back table at the far right, a focused girl looked at Jovian with probing eyes. He believes the man who helped him that night was Jovian. But why is there a pair of wings coming out of his back? Is that just his hallucination?

A lot of questions the girl wants to ask Jovian, a quiet, haughty, scary guy. No one knows for sure who his parents were and when he was born. Whenever anyone asked about it he would only answer 'Indeed it all matters?' Even until now the school no one knows, and was forced to create a fake identity for him. And also about where he lived, and his family all this time.

"Sung Ha? ...Sung Ha?!" the girl flinched when she found that teacher Han had been standing near the bench where she was sitting. Teacher Han hit Sung Ha on the head using the bull he was carrying. "What are you thinking?"

Sung Ha stroked his head that was sore from that little punch.

Jovian looked towards the girl that teacher Han had just snapped at, and uninterestedly turned her eyes lazily to her left. More precisely in the direction of the window that is right on his left.

"I'm sorry" Sung Ha regrets because he had daydreamed early in the morning.