Doctor Demon

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"I hate this," Hobin muttered as he put on the coat and stared at himself in the mirror. There was no doubt in his mind that he looked handsome, ethereal even. He never shied away from compliments about his look.

His turquoise shirt was perfectly complimenting his fair skin. The navy blue coat fit his buff figure, complimenting his handsome features with finesse. He wore matching pants which highlighted his long legs, adding a touch of sensual elegance to his already breathtaking looks. His fiery auburn hair was back brushed, giving him a sleek look and his dark eyes were sharper, the slamost shaped pupils more profound.

But if there was one thing Ohm Hobin loathed, was going to parties. He would have to pretend to enjoy himself with obnoxious strangers whereas he preferred to sleep in or eat during his free time. Thanks to his strict exercise regime and tendency to walk a lot, he never gained weight.

"I hope there'll be pretty girls!" he sighed. "I don't wanna be stuck looking at Tinkerbell all night."

Ever since Jina had roped him in as her date, Hobin had been grumbling endlessly. He tried to wiggle out of it but Jina lured him in by saying that he still had a bet to win. Siwan even promised him the sports car if he won the bet without using his powers.

"This is so annoying!" he groaned. "I wanna sleep! But then the car…"

The thought of the car's comfort and speed made Hobin drool. I want that car! He decided.

Taking his special police badge and wallet into his pocket, he left his apartment and headed over to Jina's. He knocked loudly on her door.

"Oi Tinkerbell!" he called out. "We're gonna be late!"

"So?" her annoyed voice came from within. "Let them wait!"

Hobin groaned. Jina had been strangely mysterious about what she was going to do. Ever since Mrs. Jung had insulted her, she seemed to be on a personal vendetta against the woman. Earlier that evening, a couple of strange men in black suits had arrived at her apartment and delivered a dress for her. 

What is this woman doing? He wondered. Hobin shook his head and simply leaned against the wall, scrolling through his phone out of boredom. A while later, he heard the door to Jina's apartment open.

Instantly, the scent of fresh lilies hit his nostrils, making him freeze for a moment. He felt someone quietly walking towards him as he could hear the swoosh of her dress behind her as she stepped forward taking delicate steps.

He slowly looked up to meet the soft mahogany colored eyes staring back at him. 

BA-DUMP!

Hobin's heart was racing as he ogled at the green gown beauty in front of him.

Her long hair was tied into an elegant bun with only a couple of strands falling on her light skin which was shining like a diamond. She flashed a small smile at him with her scarlet lips. There was a mix of an innocent charm and a deadly seduction in her which was alluring to all those who looked at her.

The bottle green quinceanera gown looked as if it was fit for a princess. It was long sleeved sans the small part on her shoulder which was kept exposed. The neckline was stitched into a butterfly like design, the wings being the straps holding the gown tightly together. It highlighted her slim waist, making it look fragile as if the slightest touch would break it. 

The gown was shimmering with green sapphire stones embroidered by hand and the gown reached till the floor, moving like a long train as she walked by. A pair of matching earrings dangled from her ears, studded on the border with several diamonds.

From top to bottom, Jina was dressed as a princess about to claim her throne. Even Hobin could not find the words to describe what he was feeling at the moment. He was so used to her casual attitude, that he almost forgot that she was an heiress herself. Seeing her like this only made his ears go red and he forgot what they were supposed to do.

"Well, how do I look?" Jina asked with a confident smile. She slightly twirled around to show off her style. 

Hobin did not say anything but began to step forward. Jina was a little taken aback by his intense gaze and she blushed a little but did not back off. His eyes kept her rooted to her place and he was standing too close to her. She felt his warm breath on her face, slightly tickling her.

A hand snaked around her waist and pulled her closer. Her instinct should have been to back away or hit him but for some reason, she did not hate this proximity. Unbeknownst to them, their hearts were beating in unison, throbbing hard against their chests as they stood like that, simply gazing at each other. 

Jina felt his other hand reach for the pin holding her hair together and slowly pulled it apart, letting her long hair fall loose.

"W-what are you doing?" She stammered. Hobin cleared his throat.

"You were really looking like Tinkerbell in that hairstyle," he claimed. "Best to let your hair stay loose."

Jina pouted at him. Hobin held his laughter in with great difficulty because she was now looking like an angry little minion in his eyes. 

"I look stunning!" she boasted. "Haters can shove it!"

She made a face at him before strutting away in her high heels. Hobin watched her leave, smiling to himself. He should have probably complimented her but her reactions were too funny and cute to miss. 

"The Jung family has no idea what's about to hit them," he sighed and followed her out of the building.

….

In a far off part of the town, Hwang Junho was standing inside a bedroom. He looked very worried and tense as he stared at the catatonic youth in front of him. The boy was young, around 19 or 20 and was a college student. 

The boy's entire room looked as if a storm blew over. Shards of glass lay all over the floor and objects were thrown randomly. His shirts had been torn as if by an animal and the furniture were completely broken. Only his laptop and mobile were left intact for some unknown reason. 

His parents had heard his screams and entered the room only to find that he was rotating in the air, screaming for help. They tried to bring him down but an unknown force stopped them until the youth fell into a coma. He fell on the bed, completely limp. After witnessing this scene, the parents called the local temple who in turn contacted Junho about this.

He was now standing with the boy's parents who were bereaved.

"He complained about noises in the night," the boy's father, Mr. Lin said. "I thought he was just joking but…"

He broke into tears and how wife was consoling him. 

"Noises?" Junho asked.

"He said that he heard someone knocking on the window every night," the mother, Mrs. Lin replied. "We looked everywhere but there was no one. And then, yesterday we found him floating in the air! I never thought that I'd see something like this and that too with my boy!"

She sobbed hard at her son's condition. "And to top it all, he made that disgusting video with that girl!" she went on. "He shared it with his friends. I'm shocked!"

Rachel. Junho recognized her from the news report and also that she was from Dalton High, the same school where the twins studied. He was frowning at the occurrences. There was no doubt that Rachel had returned as a poltergeist but why was she attacking random people? How was this boy related to her or her death?

Why isn't she going after her killer? He wondered. Why did she try to harm Minyoon? I must find out.