Demon within

Felix walked into the classroom, and was immediately hit with the familiar chaos of the first day of school. Students were milling around, chatting and laughing, while others were scrambling to find their seats. The air was thick with the smell of fresh paper and pencils, and Felix couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nostalgia.

He had missed this, he realized, as he made his way through the crowded room. He had missed the sense of community and camaraderie that came with being in school. Forgetting his problems for the moment, Felix couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging as he took in the familiar sights and sounds of the classroom.

As he scanned the room, his eyes landed on the girl he had been crushing on for what felt like an eternity -soo-young . She was sitting in her usual seat, looking as beautiful as ever, with her long, curly brown hair and bright, sparkling eyes.

But as Felix looked at her, he couldn't help but feel a sense of...off-ness. His heart wasn't racing like it usually did when he saw her, and he didn't feel that familiar flutter in his chest. He wasn't excited like he usually was, and he couldn't help but wonder why.

Was it because he had been so preoccupied with his Rowoon lately? Or was it something more? Felix couldn't shake the feeling that something was off, and he couldn't help but wonder if his feelings for soo-young had changed.

Just as Felix was lost in thought, he heard his name being called out loud. "Hey, Felix!" Jae-Hyun shouted, waving his hand in the air. "Over here, man!"

Felix's face flushed as all eyes turned to him. He felt like he had been put on the spot, and he couldn't help but wonder what Jae-Hyun was doing. Didn't he know that Felix was trying to keep a low profile?

Soo-young smiled at him, and Felix felt a pang of guilt for not feeling the same way. He forced a smile back, trying to play it cool, but inside, he was feeling more and more confused.

What was going on with him? And why did he feel so...off?

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The room was dimly lit, the only sound the heavy breathing of the person Rowoon was holding by the throat. Rowoon's eyes blazed with a fierce intensity, his grip tightening as the person struggled to break free.

Zain watched from the shadows, his expression somber. He had seen Rowoon like this before, but it had been a long time. Before meeting Felix, Rowoon had been a different person, one driven by a desire for power and control.

But Felix had changed him, had brought out a softer side that Zain had never thought he'd see. And now, in just a month, Rowoon had reverted back to his old self.

Zain couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness for his best friend. What had happened to the Rowoon who had smiled and laughed with Felix?

The person on the floor gasped for air as Rowoon finally released his grip. Rowoon dropped him to the floor, his chest heaving with exertion. He cleaned his hands with a cloth, his movements methodical and detached.

Facing Zain, he said, "Clean this up. Call me when necessary."

And with that, he turned and walked out of the room, leaving Zain to deal with the aftermath. Zain sighed, shaking his head. He had a feeling that things were going to get a lot worse before they got better.

Rowoon stood in front of the mirror, his eyes fixed on his reflection. But it wasn't his own eyes that he saw staring back at him - it was the eyes of the demon that lurked within him. Eyes that were bloodshot, eyes that seemed to burn with an inner fire.

Rowoon's thoughts were a jumbled mess, his mind consumed by visions of blood and violence. He could feel the demon stirring within him, straining to break free. Rowoon knew that he was losing control, that his sanity was hanging by a thread.

He thought back to the person he had attacked earlier, the one he had held by the throat. Rowoon couldn't even remember why he had done it, only that he had felt an overwhelming urge to hurt someone.

And then there was Felix. Rowoon's thoughts turned to the young man, and he felt a pang of...something. He didn't know what it was, only that it felt like his chest was being squeezed tight.

Rowoon didn't understand what was happening to him. He had never felt this way before, never felt like he was losing control. He had always been the one in charge, the one who called the shots.

But Felix...Felix was different. Rowoon couldn't explain it, but the young man had gotten under his skin. Rowoon needed him, but he knew that he couldn't have him. Not without putting Felix in danger.

Rowoon's eyes dropped to the floor, his mind racing with thoughts of chaos and destruction. He knew that it wouldn't be long before he lost control completely, before he went on a rampage.

And when that happened, Rowoon knew that he would hurt everyone around him. Including Felix.

The thought sent a shiver down Rowoon's spine. He couldn't let that happen. He had to find a way to control the demon within him, to keep it from breaking free.

But how?