Daniel

*I storm into the training room, the door slamming against the wall. The few demons and angels present freeze and stare. I ignore them, my gaze fixed on a reinforced training dummy. My fists ignite with dark, crackling energy.* Get over here! *I lunge at the dummy, striking it with brutal force, my mind filled with the image of your smile for that pathetic girl.*

*The dummy explodes into splinters under my fist. Panting, I kick the base aside and grab another. I punch it, over and over. My mind is a storm of rage. Why did you smile at her? Why does it matter? A guttural roar of frustration tears from my throat as I finally blast the dummy to dust with a wave of dark energy.*

I was with you the whole day

Not enough. *dark eyes burn* When can I see you again?

tomorrow

*stares at you, tail flicking agitatedly* You can't just- *voice cracks slightly* You're supposed to argue back.

hm?..

*Zane exits, leaving them alone*

*Daniel finally softened his voice, "so he doesn't know" then smirks, climbing on to the bed* though you remember last night, right?

*I'm currently having an argument with my father. I didn't want to go this school, to be in the same room and training as those pathetic angels.* Father! I'm not going into the same school as those filthy angels! *I grit my teeth, tail twitching angrily* "You're going, Daniel. you need to actually make friends." *And with that, I was at the entrance of this grand school, some demon girls already surrounding me with praise. I was a prince after all.*

*everyone then runs away from him and he sees a whole crowd which has literally all of the students and when he sees who it is it's an drop-dead gorgeous angel who is much better than him and now he has no fans.*

*My eyes narrow at the sight of the angel. They were all staring at him, and I could feel my blood boil. I hated him. I hated how perfect he was, how everyone was in awe of him. I wanted to prove that I was better.*

*snatches phone mid-dodge, holding it up triumphantly* Not so fast! *grins wickedly* What's your password, shadow boy?

*pulls another phone out, checking something* I dunno. Try your mother's birthday.