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After Jimin got home from an exhausting day of school, he unlocked the door to his apartment. He thanked god- and his mom- for telling him to rent one on the first floor in case of an emergency, but in this case, the only emergency was how desperately tired he was.

He stepped in, the smell of his apartment was comforting. He threw his keys and book bag on the couch he had in his living area. He's been living without his family since he turned 18 essentially. His mom has always been supportive of him, but his dad practically resented him. He was like the disgrace to the family.. ever since he came out as gay, but even before that his father always gave him a hard time. His sibling y/n was only 2 years younger than him and asked if they could move in with Jimin but their mom refused. Mainly because their mom wanted to keep her child under her roof as long as she could. She adored children, she's even stated previously she wants more than just 3.. well.. 2. Their brother, Joon-Ho, died years prior, or so they thought. That's just why the police told them. He really went missing and no one discovered where he was, but that's a story for another day.

There were three rooms in his apartment, the living area, a bedroom, and an extra empty room which he made his workspace which was literally just a desk and an office chair. He set up his laptop too, he was actually saving for a higher quality PC.

He opens his laptop, and checks his homework. Just some algebra. He prints the paper that is meant to be homework and gets to work.

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Almost half way through he runs into a tough problem and begins to get bored. He took his red pen and drew some random symbols, like the ones he saw on the side of a building while on the train to school that same day. What he didn't realize is that he was drawing a Hannya mask. The symbol of jealousy, and unpredictable behavior. He never believed in demons, so it didn't seem like a huge deal to him, even though he was clueless to the severity of that symbol... it was easy to summon demons..

He finishes doodling and works through the problem, completing the paper. He smiles, satisfied, and put the paper in his binder for the next day.

As he's walking into his bedroom, he sees a tall figure standing in his doorway, dressed in gray sweatpants and a plain white shirt. Tattoos on one arm. Noticeably taller than Jimin.

Out of spontaneousness, and in the account if he didn't know who this man was, he screamed.

"Woah hot stuff no need to get dramatic..." The strange man said.

"Who are you?!" Jimin shouted.

"Speaking of hot stuff..." Said by the mysterious man, looking into the full body mirror Jimin had on his wall.

"Got a hot body this time. Last time i was an old man... I just played some childish games for money or something.. I dunno." He said, seemingly oblivious to Jimin.

"H-How did you get in here?" Jimin said, visibly confused.

"You summoned me? I'm... a demon."

—bai, love you baby mochis ❤︎ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ