Your school was best in Hell, with you being the most popular guy there in your clique, alongside Valentino and Velvette. You all were a power trio, knocking down everyone in your way.

But you always had feelings for a certain someone.

Alastor stayed with his group, the Princess of Hell, her girlfriend, Valentino’s fuckboy, an actually respectful bird-cat, a snake, a crazy little freak, and the girl with the most community service hours anyone’s ever seen due to vandalizing the school.

You caught yourself staring at him everyday. No matter what, you looked at him. He was the most handsome demon in hell to you, and you wanted nothing more than to be with him.

But that group hated you. You were absolute enemies. Always stayed away from eachother.

One night, specifically prom, your popular-girl of a date didn’t show up. And Valentino and Velvette couldn’t make it due to prior plans, so you were alone. You were about to go smuggle some drinks or go to a night club, when you looked over at a certain figure.

You saw him.

Wearing a slick red suit, his hair combed as he was speaking to Charlie Morningstar, the princess of hell, who was wearing a white suit with red roses on it.

Once the princess walked away, you took your chance. You walked over to Alastor.

“ A prom, hm? Isn’t this a bit out of style for you? “

You asked, flirting with him the only way you knew how.

“ Hm. “ He responded flatly, looking to you with a piercing glare and pinned ears, even if the demon was stuck smiling for eternity.