Free sat silently in the back seat, spacing off as he looks out the window. Trad eyed him through the mirror upfront. "What are you afraid of? Isn't this what you want?" A sinister smile grew on Free's face, his eyes glistening.

"Oh.. Who knows~ Maybe I came here on my free will. Oh! Maybe I wanted to be separated from the man of my life!" Free faces the mirror Trad was looking in, shocking him.

His eyes were dull, filled with the desire for bloodshed. The goldish-brown tint in his eyes was visible. He could almost be... A serial killer.

Chris sighs and tilts the mirror towards her direction, looking straight into Free's endless dark pits. "Free, I understand. So~" the blond tilts his head. "Let that anger out, think about it." Free smirks maliciously. "Sounds fun~"

Trad hands a pin to Free, actually facing the male now. "Everyone at camp is expecting you, " Diablo"." Free takes the pin from Trad, eying the design.

"So, mine must be different from everyone else's?"

"Precisely."

"And that reason being?"

Trad looks towards Chris and sighs. "You are the Diablo of this camp, in other words, the devil." Free takes another look at the pin, tilting his head slightly to the left.

"That must also mean there's an angel, correct?"

"Yes Free, you'll really like this Angel! He's a sweety." Chris says with cheer.

The blonde sighs and looks out the window, thinking of his lover. "I miss him... Can I see him now?" Chris sighs softly, with a sweet smile on her face.

"I understand Free, but to get complete care, you have to forget about him."

"What?"

"Yes Free, it's for your own-"

"You must think it's so easy to forget about someone you love."

Free grits his teeth, clenching his fists. "It's like forgetting about someone you loved dearly, die. Stuff like that could permanently scar the soul."

With that, Chris was speechless with nothing to say. "Y-yes... You are exactly right."

𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑺𝒉𝒖

"Shu honey... Are you sure you'll be alright? I mean.. Singing?" Shu continues to write, sighing in the process. "I want to provide you with things as well mom, you've helped me so much." Shu smiles at his mother.

"Maybe, once I'm famous, he'll be able to see me."

"You mean your future husband~"

"W-where did you get that from! Stop it~!"

Mrs. Kurenai began to laugh at her son, whose face was flushed from embarrassment. "A-anyway! I'll be successful, and once I am, we are gonna go shopping together."

His mother's eyes lit up with joy as she claps her hands together. "Awh! I can't wait!" Shu hugs his mother goodbye and left his home.

With Free

"Oh my gosh, is that the new transfer!" One of the girls squealed. "There is no reason for you to be excited about some transfer, the President said this one is by far the worst of all of us put together." Another says. Everyone was gathered under the night sky, holding up lanterns as a light source.

"Uhm... who is this transfer student?"

"o-oi! Valt you should stay in your dorm! You have no idea on how the transfer may react to you." Valt rolls his eyes. "Look Sasha, I'm not some godly being, so there should be no reason for me to stay back."

There was a silence, a long, dreadful silence...

Until

"Why aren't you all excited to meet the transfer! He will be here shortly." Chris and Trad was walking towards the large group, but the car was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is the car?! Did something happen??" Sasha asks with worry. A loud cry could be heard from the dark woods, cries of help.

"He will be a while, for now, why don't we work on some techniques shall we?" Valt shook his head and ran to the direction of the screams. "VALT NO!!"

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"Why did you have to struggle, you made a big mess now..." Free stares at his mangled "masterpiece" that lays still on the forest floor. "I just wanted to have a nice talk, people are so mean... now where is that Angel?"

Valt finally arrived at the scene, blood was everywhere. "O-oh my God..." Free looks towards Valt with a slight smile. "Oh, hey, was this your guard dog? She attacked me out of nowhere."

Valt's heart began to race, butterflies flew in his stomach, staring at the blonde in front of him.

"N-no.. she was a supposed runaway, but since you ended her life, the threat is pretty much neutralized." Free drops his things to the floor and walks up to the smaller male. His eyes remained on Valt, like he wanted something from him.

"You are the angel. Aren't you."

"Y-yes, why?"

Free grabs Valt by the arm and pulls him into a hug. "I know it seems weird, but I am your Diablo, but I don't have to kill you." Valt's heart began to beat faster and faster, he clenched Free's bloodstained shirt.

"I will protect you, until it is time for you to go, that will be my only job as Diablo." Valt pushes Free softly so that he can look him in the eyes. "Y-you aren't lying.. right?" Free tilts his head, silent. "I'm sorry... I have really bad trust issues, but I trust you okay?"

Free rests his head in the crook of Valt's neck, now holding onto Valt tightly. "If anyone hurts you... they will be my next work of art, I want you to see it to." Valt sighs, looking towards the unidentifiable figure.. no Free's masterpiece.

"Whatever makes you happy, just don't go killing random people!" Free seemed a little upset about that part. "What if... someone hurts you or me then?" Valt sighs and began to play with Free's hair. "I.. don't want you to kill Free, but you can do what you want." Free smirked and went up to Valt's ear.

"Well, my little angel, Free de la Hoya isn't a nice person, nor are his little friends. I will kill if it means to survive here in hell."