Kei slammed the classroom door shut and exhaled like he'd just survived a war.
"Okay. No demons. No towels. No abs. I can finally focus today."
The university lecture hall buzzed like normal—students chatting, clicking pens, professors prepping their slides.
Safe. Calm. Demon-free.
Kei slumped in his seat, eyes half-lidded, brain still overheating from this morning's incident.
He muttered under his breath, "As long as I stay here, I'm safe."
Then the door creaked open.
Click. Click. Click.
Two sets of footsteps.
The class got quiet.
Kei's blood ran cold.
The professor looked up. "Ah! The new transfer students. Come in."
Kei slowly turned his head.
And there they were.
Az — in a black jacket and school uniform, smirking with his signature bad-boy energy.
Bel — sharp in a crisp white shirt and tie, calm, quiet, and totally intimidating.
Both of them looked painfully hot. Human disguise flawless. No horns. No tails. Just devastating cheekbones and chaos.
"WHAT. THE. HELL. ARE. YOU. DOING. HERE."
Kei didn't mean to say it out loud. But it happened.
Az winked across the room. "Surprise, sweetheart. We're classmates now."
Bel added, "This was your idea. We're learning about humans."
"I DIDN'T MEAN MY ACTUAL SCHOOL!!"
Az slid into the seat beside Kei with zero hesitation. Bel sat on the other side. Kei was now a human sandwich—between one smirking fire demon and one unreadable ice prince.
Professor: "Take notes, please."
Kei: mentally collapsing
Az leaned close and whispered, "I'm failing already. Want to tutor me later? Shirtless study session?"
Kei elbowed him in the ribs.
Bel, calm as ever, opened a notebook. "I understand this calculus. You don't."
Az scowled. "Tch. Ice cube."
"Idiot."
Kei groaned. "This is a nightmare. I'm in hell."
Az raised his hand. "Technically, he is."
The professor blinked. "...Excuse me?"
Kei kicked him under the desk. "Shut UP!"
Class dragged on. Sort of.
Kei was sweating the whole time—not from the lecture, but from Az slowly doodling suggestive sketches on his notebook, and Bel casually brushing knees under the table.
After class, Kei stormed out, eyes wild.
"You guys can't just follow me to school!!"
Az followed with a yawn. "Too late. We're enrolled. Demonic education program. Very elite."
Bel nodded. "We submitted paperwork. Used magic."
"That's ILLEGAL."
"Technically, everything we do in your world is illegal," Az said, slinging an arm over Kei's shoulders.
Kei ducked away. "I'm begging you. One normal week. No stripping. No summoning. No demon weirdness."
A girl walked by, saw Az, and dropped her books. "Omg… who is that??"
Another whispered, "Did you see the tall one? The cold beauty type? Ugh, he's perfect."
More students started staring.
Az waved flirtatiously. Bel ignored them all.
Kei panicked. "Oh god. You're too hot. You're causing a disruption just by existing."
Az grinned. "Thanks. It's a curse."
Bel added, "You summoned us. This is your fault."
Kei nearly screamed into his hands.
"Great. My life is now a reverse harem anime. Someone kill me."
Az leaned in, voice low. "Why? When you're clearly enjoying it?"
Kei's face went red.
"NO I'M NOT!!"
Bel smirked just slightly. "You stared for four seconds this time."
Az laughed. "He's getting bolder."
Kei turned and ran. "I'M DROPPING OUT!!"