“Nice to meet you as well! I look forward to us getting to know each other more” he happily states looking back at my father with a smile that I hadn’t seen before. The one thing I knew was that it made a bad feeling rise up in my body. Something about him that I didn’t like or would grow to hate. 
                          
“Once you are married, the kingdoms will be ruled in harmony and join together” my father states proudly once again. Though as I look up at my father I notice a figure standing behind him. The male stands tall as his purple eyes pierce through all of us in a serious manner. A sword at his side and his arms placed to his sides as well to keep a still form. His eyes snap over to look at me, my heart stops from a slight fear, or a tugging feeling in my heart yet I ignore it only to see him smile at me from the corner of my eyes. 
                          
“Who is that standing behind you?” I ask, not stopping myself from the curiosity that burns slightly in me as I sneak glances at the taller male who now has everyone’s eyes on him. Soon the fake cheerful male wraps his arms around the orange hair male who stands in a somewhat uncomfortable expression. 
                          
“This Is Beelzebub, he came with me to the kingdom. He ranked first in the test” I can see his hand tighten on Beelzebub’s shoulder making him shift away uncomfortably. “So now that he has been introduced we should head out” his voice trails off as he pushes himself away from the knight before wrapping his arm once again around my father’s shoulder. Before we fully left the room my eyes landed back on the orange-haired male with an almost apologetic smile that he doesn’t seem to notice... 
                          
~He smiles at me from a distance, his orange hair falls over his bright purple eyes. A blush on his cheeks. I take his hand in mine with a smile on my lips as well. A feeling of regret floods through me though it is almost nonexistent so I continue to hold his hand in mine a small chuckle leaving his lips as he looks down at me with a look of admiration. Though he said nothing I knew I felt the same way. His lips part as if to say something yet he doesn’t~
                          
My eyes open to look at the dark ceiling, the curtains block the sun from coming fully into the room. My hands rest on my face as I lay on my stomach a loud laugh leaves my lips as I push my face deeper into the pillow. Weeks have passed since I had met him, we had never spoken a word to each other yet he constantly had been plaguing my mind awake or asleep. As we normally pass each other in the empty halls I always sneak glances at him. I wish I could stop it yet I don’t know how to. 
                          
“What is your problem?” a gruff voice mutters making me stick my head up from my pillows to see the brown-haired male, his arms are crossed over his chest as he stands at the door. Though I can’t see his face I can tell he is annoyed by something. 
                          
“I could ask you the same” I snap back sitting up from my spot glaring at him, I run a hand through my messed up hair forcing myself to look away from him. A sense of hatred runs through me as I hear his footsteps come closer until I feel pressure on the side of the bed. 
                          
“It’s not wise to talk back like that” he grumbles, inching forward an annoyed look is on his face as his lip curls upward in disgust. 
                          
“I talk how I want” I snap back. His expression turns to rage as he moves forward quickly wrapping his hands around my neck pressing me back to the bed. My nails dig into the skin of his hands trying to push him away. I tighten my fist before punching his face. He gets off me holding his now bleeding nose, a fire that I never wanted to see was in his eyes. He glares at me as I hold the red skin on my neck trying to catch my breath