The world was so magical. When the Almighty created the world, it always had a pair. The moon and sun, who present darkness and brightness, Night and day where the superhuman and normal human has different uses for it. Humans consider nighttime to be a time for rest, whereas superhumans consider nighttime to be the start of their day. "Day for humans" was another hope, while those superhuman days meant hiding. These two living creatures were the same. The only difference was that these superhuman beings possessed immense power that no ordinary human could match. Even the earth has a pair, a pair that no one has ever seen by humans since it was just the shadow of the earth. And it was there that the human couple resided. A supernatural is an extraordinary person that a normal person doesn't know exists. However, God was magnificent, and because he separated them, he ensured that the so-called unnatural creature would not hurt anyone. However, what if the door of the shadow of the earth were to open? What do you think would happen if this happened? It was dubbed the "dead end of the world" by humans, who predicted that God would return to judge both the living and the dead. What the folks didn't realize was that the portal to another world was slowly opening. Because the more the supernatural wanted freedom, the more they had to find things to break the barrier between the real world and its shadow.
Chapter 1 1-met
Zimon,
When I abruptly came to a halt, so did my companions behind him stop as well.
Almond, his best friend in the group, approached me and asked,
"What's the matter, Zimon?"
They were ready to enter their school's main entrance. "No problem, you go first; I forgot something in the car."
"Ha...?" Almon inquired. "what?" "Just fucking go ahead," Almond, his best friend in the group, "I just realized I forgot something; I swear I'll be there as soon as possible. "
I muttered it with clenched teeth, he was the type of person who refused to explain himself and grew furious over a minor issue practically instantly.
In this small town, I was treated like a prince and always got what I desired. Aside from that, I don't want to hear any objections from others because I believe that what I believe should be followed by everyone.
He did not budge from where he was standing after his friend had left. He stopped his heartbeat simply because he saw something. After finishing picking up her items, a petite woman with a glass stood up and faced me. For a brief time, I was stunned. Why? When I looked at her face like that, I swear I saw an angel. It's impossible to describe how beautiful she is.
"I'm sorry." The girl kept on saying, "I didn't know who she was sorry to."
Her green eyes are so stunning that they make you want to sink into them. Her nose is angular, yet it balances out her heart-shaped face, which isn't very long. I swallowed when I noticed her pouty pink lips. Her appearance is flawless. Her lashes are as flawless as those of a live doll. She's as white as a snowflake. She's about five-fourths of the way to her full height. However, because she wasn't wearing a uniform, her thin waist was emphasized. Her two mountains, a fitted v-neck shirt and slacks that hugged her big circular legs, were large enough to draw attention to themselves. Fuck! Her voice, too! Oh, no! It sounds like bliss to me. While staring at her, I was trembling with excitement.
My head is cocked.
I can just hear in my thoughts how lovely it was to hear her moans after I'd slipped through my massive rod in her. She is both excellent sex material and a wonderful girlfriend.
Her stuff were spread across the ground when it fell. He went up to it and offered to help. "Here!" he said as he handed her the items he'd found. The woman had something that he couldn't explain. He assumed she and he were the same age. He appears unsteady, skinny, and unusual due to the glasses, yet he can see right through them how gorgeous the girl behind the strange glass is.
"Thank you," the angel said. I clear my throat and say, "Ehem," but I still can't move until the girl has passed through me.
What the hell is happening to me? I'm not the type of guy who is readily seduced by attractive women like her. To me, it makes no difference. It makes no difference to me whether or not the girl is pretty. As a result, I'm not sure what's wrong with me.
He couldn't explain why his world suddenly stopped for a moment. Yes, the girl is attractive and seductive, but he thought the expression on his face was insufficient.
The woman had merely murmured "thank you," yet those words were enough to render him speechless once more.
"All I want to know is where the math buildings are," I said, stunned. I took a deep breath and swallowed hard. I simply pointed at the structure, and the woman thanked him again before stepping away from him.
That was it! Something amazing happens to him, and he can't believe it occurred to her."Weird, strange," I thought to myself as I came into my classroom.
Waaaa! Zimon was on his way! Waaa... Women in the corridor are yelling at each other. Suck! These women are a pain in the neck. Tsk...
I increased the volume on my phone so that the sound in my earbuds would be louder and I wouldn't be distracted by their yelling. So I started walking and relaxed as I walked past all of these wild women.
I'm Zimon Anderson, one of our school's most famous and ultra heartthrobs. I'm in senior high and about to graduate, but despite being extremely attractive and being pursued by a girl, I'm not arrogant. Maybe it's because I don't give a damn. I don't want to be bothered by anyone.
I was fearless and arrogant yet attractive due to my beautiful looks. Many ladies adore me, despite the fact that I was a dangerous man. My family belonged to one of the wealthiest families in the town of La Carolina. My adapted father and brother only knew since my adapted mother had died a long time ago and my father's new wife was unaware of the situation.
But, because my brother was too good to be true, I was still the family's black ship.
Everyone in this room would kowtow to me. As a result, I became more domineering.
He took a step alongside my group right away.
Jonathon inquired, "Where have you been?"
"Zimon, what took you so long? Serio had also inquired.
When their teacher entered, he was about to answer them.
"This is Xena Lopez, class; she is a new classmate who is transferring to our school."
It's the same girl...
Xena sat in the front seat of my chair after introducing her self to us.
For a brief period, I was stunned once more. Why did he feel this way? Why did the woman have such an impact on him? I had no idea what was going on because it was the first time I felt this strongly about a girl.
When a subject was finished, the teacher exited, and the entire class was once again in turmoil.
Xena was bullied by several of our classmates, not because they liked her, but because they detested the poor girl for not fighting back.
"Wow, you're like a scholar with a thick mirror," one of their classmates said as he withdrew it from the woman's eye, and the poor woman almost fell over as she grabbed the mirror because his vision was obviously blurry.
"Justine, return it; she might fall as a result," I order.
Justine obeys his command and mockingly informs the young lady.
"You might be grateful to our boss, or you might have a lump in your head when you get home."
Our students laugh, but as someone falls to the ground and begins to judder, we all come to a halt.
Someone in school will collapse like that almost every month. They said they were possessed by a supernatural creature because they were acting strangely.
One of my students takes a step back from the woman and summons our teacher. I gave Xena a sidelong glance. She was trembling with anxiety as she took a step back.
Chapter 1 1-met
07/03/2022
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