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Sook Soo-Yun
Emory Li City was embedded in a musky black night as midnight struck past. At such dark hours, the people of Emory learned to lock their doors, hoping it would keep out the malicious predators waiting in the shadows. Who, or rather what the predator was, no one knew for sure. It was as if the city was plagued by a bad omen that people were wary even to whisper about. They speak of rumors of a strange creature lurking about;. Some who have claimed to have seen it -and lived- say it appears to be some sort of shadow, maybe even a demon. One thing is known for certain: There are extraordinary beings among us.
It was specifically the night before classes begun at Emory Li College of Excellence. Many oblivious students would move into the dorms without knowing the dangers that crept in the shadows of the city. A particular student of ebony hair and a glare that could kill was exploring the property around the campus. Whether he knew not of the rumors or if he just didn't care wasn't known. Either way, he'd soon be a believer of those myths.
A tall, smokey silhouette of a woman crept up behind him, long shadowy claws gripping around the corner of the alley. It crawled down the wall and began stalking closer, etching closer on all fours. Though it made no noise, the boy seemed to recognize a presence behind him. He turned, then there was a flash of blue fire.
The creature shrieked in pain as the flames caught its arm. It's ominously beautiful emerald eyes seemed to cry black tears as it shriveled back, gripping its right forearm. As it laid on the concrete sidewalk, the black misty form seemed to suddenly disappear. All that was left behind was...Drops of human blood where it had cowered moments before.
Soo-Yun had suddenly appeared back in her dorm room, biting her lip to keep the shrill screams from waking up any sleeping students. Tears dripped out of her brown orbs which flickered with bright emerald. She held her singed arm to her chest, tears soaking her pillow as she dropped onto the mattress. Her conscious turned black as she fainted, blood dotting her sheets as she shook with quiet whimpers as she slept.
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The next morning, Soo-Yun woke up with a particularly grueling headache. It took her a moment to realize the events that occurred the night before. She sat up, yelping as the sheets stuck to the dried blood on her arm. With a grimaced squeak, she ripped the ruined sheet off her arm along with some of the scabbing. The burn mark began to bleed again. Her tired eyes glanced over to her alarm clock. 9:37...Shit...I'm so late..., she silently cursed. She would have rushed if she wasn't so exhausted from sleeping through her multiple alarms. After bandaging up her arm with the first-aid kit located in the bathroom, she sluggishly got dressed and tried to cover her dark circles with makeup. It worked, partially. Well, as long as no one stared at her face from inches away, they probably wouldn't notice. After dawning a long-sleeved shirt to cover the bandages on her arm, she scooped up her skateboard and headed to class.
Once the already-moody woman entered the 9:00 a.m. class about 45 minutes late, she received momentarily curious glances from the students and a smart remark fro the professor. She brushed it off and took a seat beside the window in the back. The last half of the class made no sense to her due to how ridiculously tired she was. Whatever...I'm horrible at math anyways...
After nodding off the entirety of the lesson, Soo-Yun jumped up as the professor loudly dismissed them. With a groan, she got out of her seat, scooped up her possessions, and headed for the door. She was about to drop her skateboard and head back to the dorms for a nap, but she had barely made it two feet before crashing into someone due to her sleepy attention span. "Ow...Fuck....Excuse me..." she mumbled with a slightly irritated sigh.
Picking herself up to her knees, she began to pick up her books when she glanced up at whoever she just toppled over. Her skin paled. It was a tall boy with black hair, dark eyes, and an expression that could scare away anyone. Usually, she wasn't easily intimidated, but this guy was definitely familiar. Her mind flickered back to the previous night before she frantically attempted to mount her skateboard again. She didn't even bother to pick up the rest of her pens. Her sleeve drooped a bit as she held tightly onto her notebooks, revealing the sloppy bandages on her right forearm.
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