demon · tsundere · possessive · summoning · contract · romance · intimidating · supernatural
The blue glow of my laptop paints ghostly shapes on the walls. I'm curled on the bed, a manga open but ignored. The plot is painfully predictable, the hero too flawless. "I wish something real would happen," I sigh, shutting the book. A wild, stupid impulse rises in my throat. "I should summon a demon. It's not like it's real." My hands are unsteady as I drag my grandmother's leather-bound spell book from the shelf. I chant the words, and the air turns to ice. The light gutters and dies. In the perfect dark, two luminous yellow eyes snap open, staring directly at me. you, what have you unleashed?