#mikimuraa

Sharp fangs briefly seen before he closes his mouth, tongue licking the corners of it. What was a demon like him thinking, being so out in the open where humans could see him? Well not exactly. He had used his dog like parts to mimic dog sounds and this human had came along. 

Skinny humans. not enough meat, and yet. Wilfre is too class to think of eating a human. 

 “Your free to go.” Utterly not looking at her, but the setting sun. The human he possess remembers he had school.  

Akira went downstairs and stopped to double check if he had everything. Keys, cellphone and wallet- yep! good to go. However, he halted himself from moving towards the front door as he noticed Miki who happened to be watching tv. The black-haired man walked over the couch and leaned a little against it in order to take her attention. “I’m going in town to eat from a bunch of vending machines. You want something? Or better yet- want to come with me?”

‘’ Miki.  Miki are you awake?  We’re going to be late for class. ‘’

           it wasn’t until akira had caught her staring that Miki snapped out of her trance. immediately cheeks flushing pink, her eyes looking anywhere but him. god this was awkward.

                         “I never done anything of the sort, you cannot prove it!”

@mikimuraa continued.

❝—  Staring at me for the past eight minutes?? ❞

       Came as no surprise, women had been designed to seek strong counterparts. Something naturally built in their genes and he’d noticed the nature reflecting in her eyes.  Those innocent eyes procuring, traveling in places they possibly should not and that alone?? It provoked a devilishly charming sneer to grace his lips, it was somewhat amusing.           Ever since acquiring this phenomenal power, our boy had grown somewhat more affectionate towards this young woman; she was so unaware of the dangers. ❝ Yeah, I’ve got no proof. ❞  Oh, that urge she had fulfilled just now??  He’d already done it himself when she wasn’t aware.

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❝Oh, it’s you.❞

Ryo announced blandly, a blank expression remaining on his face. His blue-colored hues glared into those of the young woman before him. Miki Makimura. This girl’s family took in Akira as his parents worked and traveled feverishly for their prestige careers. He wasn’t expecting her, of all people, to answer the front door, though. He had high hopes it would be his precious, best friend instead. How the brunette he has to deal with now leaves a BITTER taste in his mouth.

❝I’m here for Akira. I’m sure he informed you of this already, though. Where is he?❞