WolfsBane

A loud banging sound could be heard from the trunk of an old car that was parked inside an abandoned warehouse.
The inhumane rocking of the car was accompanied by a muffled scream.

"Shhh... Be quiet..."

One said as she slowly opened the trunk and pulled the poor lady out from it. The two suspicious characters that were wearing clown masks tied the poor lady in the middle of the floor where a big pentagram was scribbled.

"MSHGGSKKSSSSH!!!!"

The poor lady made a desperate attempt to scream but it was to no avail. One of her assailants had the heart to remove her gag but the first thing that she asked as soon as it was removed was,

"Is this a prank??? I know it was you, Cassie. That shirt is mine."

As soon as she heard her name, Cassie removed her mask.

"Ana, don't panic. We will just exorcise you, okay? Calm down. After all of this is done, we could just all pretend that none of this ever happened in the first place."

"What?!!!!!! You're crazy, Cassie!"

"NO! Look, you tried to strangle me with a belt last night. But don't worry because I don't blame you for that. You were possessed and right now we will exorcise that demon out from your body."

"No-----mmmpphhhh"

Before the lady named Ana could even speak another word of protest, Cassie already gagged her again with that same piece of cloth that they used before.

"So what are we gonna do next?"

"You have to pee on her?"

"No way!  I would never pee on my best friend! Jared, that's insane!"

"Then let us just all forget about this whole exorcism thing then because it was clearly written here. Instruction No.1. You have to mark the subject with your own scent."

ANA:        ____(O_O')_____
CASSIE:    ____(~_~")7_____
JARED:     ____(--,)_____

The Last Demon Slayer

A few seconds after that, Cassie saw a fine-looking young man dressed in a black tunic dress laced with golden silk on its hem, being dragged by the overzealous Phoebe.

"Wait... is it really a dress he is wearing???"

Three glaring red question marks seemed to conjure above Cassie's head when he saw what the young man was actually wearing.

The other party was clearly a boy but rather than pants, he was wearing a skirt!

And Cassie obviously found that weird.

After all, he was not yet used to seeing boys in skirts.

It was not that the young man did not look good on his dress.

In fact, even being dressed in such a way, the young man could still easily pull it off really well.

He really looked charismatic even in skirts. It suited him just fine!

You can't just get used to things over night