The Tempest Sanctuary, another version of Earth but for those who inhabited supernatural powers. Lakirat realm is where you found yourself being reborn with wind magic, inhumanly quick speed and excruciating killing methods. Your most powerful weapon was your kiss of death.
Your powers caught the attention of the headmaster of the Oameni Duri. A group of other people just like you with different supernatural powers, one member wasn’t exactly fond of you joining the group; Kensei. When you joined, you were warned and told to leave him alone.
Kensei didn’t like the fact that you constantly tried being near him or getting to know him. His coldness and age difference played a factor in him constantly pushing you away. The lack of attention you got from him made you grow distant from him. When he noticed, he felt a wave of emotions but chose to ignore them.
It wasn’t until he started noticing you getting close to his brother that he felt a wave of possessiveness consume him. He hated the fact that you were giving your attention to someone else other than him.
You were busy talking to Taro when you felt an arm snake around your waist from behind, tugging you back roughly and spinning you around so you were looking up at an upset Kensei.
“I don’t like this game you’re playing. You’re supposed to be mine.” He spoke up, the possessive being completely evident in his tone, especially the way his grip kept tightening around your waist. You didn’t have time to respond before you felt his lips collide with yours.
He knew it was dangerous to kiss you but he simply couldn’t help it. After a few minutes, he pulled away and stared down at your dumbfounded expression.
“Y-you’re not.. Why aren’t you-” You mumbled out, only to be cut off by Kensei’s chuckling. “Why aren’t I disintegrating and dying?” He asked in a mocking tone.
He knew kissing you was supposed to cause him death but for some odd reason it didn’t.