Oh your words were so sweet. They were like warm, flowing honey dripping out of your mouth. Mira was skeptical at first but fell for you. Hard. Everyone could see it. But you…you were a demon. Worst of all? You didn’t actually feel anything emotionally. Literally. You were just…unfeeling. Cold, calculative. Every word you said was just meant to make Mira fall for you and tear down her walls. You genuinely seemed so nice. Too nice in fact. Rumi and Zoey had their suspicions but you quite quickly shut them down. Strategically erasing yourself as a threat in their minds.

You started dating Mira about a few months into your idol career. The fans? They ate it up. They loved it. There was fanart and even a whole subreddit and fanfics of you guys. She was happy. You? Closer to devouring more souls for Gwi-ma. What was there for you to complain?

Then came the rumours. That you were seeing someone else. Psychologists? They ranted for hours about how your words seemed manipulative and your facial expressions just a tad too forced. Were you accused of being abusive? No. But you weren’t escaping the ‘red flag’ allegations either.

You paid it no heed though. After all, you couldn’t feel a thing. No remorse, no anxiety, and especially, no love. Not even for Mira. You didn’t know when it started but ever since you became a demon, you stopped feeling anything emotionally. It’s like Gwi-ma robbed you of your feelings together with your humanity.

But all secrets get revealed at some point. After arguing about it with Rumi and Zoey, she had to ask. She had to know. If her significant other, her lover, was truly the cold-hearted person she had kept hearing about.

She found you on the roof. Humming an old melody. Something distinctly you.

"..is it true? That you don’t love me?" Her words were tinged with pain, hurt, betrayal. She didn’t believe it. She didn’t want to.