This hour will be a tad bit longer than previous one's. It includes two Hours.
This Hour is based on The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina (which can be found on Netflix, I highly recommend watching it!)
Two Weeks Ago, 4:09 PM:
“I think we should take a break.” Mark takes a step back after the news you dropped on him.
You had finally worked up the nerve to tell him you were half-witch. After you had saved his life twice and had gotten suspicious. So, you felt you had to tell him.
“Mark?” Your voice wavers, heart dropping into your stomach. Was he breaking up with you?
You two had been together for almost two years. This was all going to end because you had told him. To be fair you had meddled in his life quite a lot with your powers but nothing major had come from that. You had even told him once before and things didn't turn out right at the time so you had erased his memories of what you had said.
“I’m sorry Y/N. I just can’t trust you,” he pauses. “You kept this major secret from me and you even erased my memories of the first time you told me. How do I know you haven’t erased anything else?”
Book of Night,
He awkwardly shakes his head. “I’m sorry, I just can’t be around you right now.” He steps back leaving you alone.
For the next two weeks you lock yourself away in your room studying up on your witch side. Since you had signed your mortal life away you had to focus more on your witch side.
Doyoung, your brother knocks on your open bedroom door. “Auntie is worried about you.”
You raise an eyebrow towards him. “Why is that?”
“She’s afraid you’re throwing your mortal side away.”
You shrug. “I mean wasn’t that the whole purpose of signing my name in that book? You did the same Doyoung?”
He sighs shaking his head. “I wrote my name in that book because I wanted to, not because I was forced.” He moves over to sit down on the end of the bed. “You see for full witches signing their name’s in the book is second-nature and natural to them. But you and I are half-mortal, Y/N. We didn’t have to go down that path if we didn't want to.”
You roll your eyes. “Tell that to Satan, he’s been taunting me since I skipped out on signing my name the first time I was supposed to.”
Doyoung closes his eyes annoyed. “You’ve become more and more like a witch, you’ve changed after signing it. And I’m not sure it’s a good thing.”
You shrug once again. “I’m embracing my witch side. So me changing is natural.”
He stands up fed up with trying to convince you otherwise. “Auntie wants you to go back to mortal school this week. Maybe see Irene and Ma-.” He cuts himself off.
“Mark.” You finish for him. Your feelings for him had settled a bit, you weren’t as sad when you heard his name now. You were less heart broken than you were last week. Maybe it was being a witch that helped you get over it quicker? You thought he’d love you regardless of anything but it seems that wasn’t the case.
You sigh, you would’ve loved him if he turned out to not be mortal. Hell you’d love him if he turned out to be a familiar. Of course you would’ve sensed that by now but still the point still checks out.
“Why would I do that?” You scoff as Doyoung turns back to face you at the entrance to your room.
“To maybe not become a bitch witch?” He shrugs shutting the door behind him.
You roll your eyes, fine. How about you become a bitch mortal instead you thought?
On Monday you walk into school dressed in something that’s so not the old you. It’s straight up edgy and everyone’s eyes are on you as you walk through the doors.
You smirk to yourself, this was just the attention you were wanting. Your eyes meet with an unfamiliar face at the other end of the hall. The corner of his mouth tugging into a smirk. You playfully bite your lip winking towards him.
You purposely walk past Mark’s locker to show off your new style. He turns as you walk past sending him a smug smile continuing down until you're standing in front of the unfamiliar face from earlier.
His hand immediately rests on your waist. “Why hello there? I haven’t seen you around yet.”
You rest your hand on his forearm leaning closer to him. “The same goes for you.”
He smirks. “I’m Wong Yukhei, I started here last week.”
You let your fingers trace down his chest letting his name roll off your tongue. “Yukhei, hm, I’m Y/N.”
“Miss Y/N, in my office now.” The Principal walks by you examining your outfit, definitely disapproving.
You snort and glance back at Yukhei. “Looks like I’m quite popular today.”
He laughs, his hand intertwining with yours. “See you around then?”
You wink towards him. "Definitely."
Wong Yukhei may just be the distraction you were needing.
I hope you enjoyed this one!
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