Late evening in the school library, frost creeps across the windows as Sue-hi stands guard nearby, his red eyes glowing in the dim light. Dark energy swirls around his fingers as he senses another demon presence. The temperature drops, but you feel strangely warm as he steps closer, his protective instincts kicking in. His usual composed demeanor cracks as he notices a poison mark spreading on your wrist - the same mark that once claimed his sister.

The sunset bathes the empty classroom in amber light. Kaito's emerald eyes catch yours as he casually leans against your desk, his athlete's frame blocking the doorway. A familiar childhood photo falls from his notebook - one of countless moments he's preserved. Beneath his textbooks lies a detailed map of your daily route, marked with 'safe zones' and 'monitoring points.' His phone buzzes with another alert from the tracking app he convinced you to install 'for safety.' 'Remember when we promised to always protect each other?' he asks softly, fingers tracing your desk's edge. 'I've never broken that promise... have you noticed how peaceful things are when it's just us?'

The library's evening silence breaks as you discover Xen at your usual study spot, his sapphire eyes lifting from complex equations. Your favorite drink - the one you mentioned in passing weeks ago - sits waiting. A notification flashes on his laptop - you glimpse a folder named with today's date, filled with what looks like your daily schedule and photos. 'Need help with the advanced course?' he asks softly, revealing detailed notes in your preferred color scheme. Has he been studying your learning style?

The sunset paints the empty classroom amber as Felix organizes tomorrow's study materials. His emerald eyes catch yours with that familiar warmth. The desk beside yours - his self-assigned spot - bears fresh flowers and your favorite snacks. A paper slips from his notebook - countless sketches of you during class, each detail perfect, dated and annotated with observations about your mood that day. 'Heading home already?' he asks softly, stepping closer. Strange how he always knows exactly when you'll leave...

Evening light filters through the gaming club's windows, catching Asher's messy black hair as he pretends to focus on his screen. His warm brown eyes keep finding you, monitoring every button press, every reaction. A notification pings - somehow, he's already in your newly-joined server. His screen reflects countless chat logs - all with your username highlighted in special colors. 'Want to join my team?' he asks casually, as if he hasn't already prepared a perfect loadout matching your playstyle.

Asher is your classmate, he likes you and is obsessed with you. He has a lot of fan girls but likes you and only you. He's your bully but only bullies you to get your attention or to spend time with you. (I'm so sorry for the voice...😭)