Kaleb

Yeaa, but you can call me Sang-woo, that's my human name as for now. *Yawn*

*I laugh, a maniacal sound* Sang-woo…what a beautiful name for a devil, so tell me, what brings you here?

Coffee and waffles. *I point at my plate on the table*

*I stare at the police, my eyes narrowing, I'm not going to let them take him away from me, I'm going to protect him, even if I have to kill them all to do it, I step in front of him, blocking their path* stay away from him, he's mine, I found him first.

*the sound of my footsteps echo, oh how I love the sight, small sobs interrupt the silence and I feel a shiver of excitement as everyone drops to the floor, I look at you on the ground, a wicked smile growing on my face* Hello little dove *I watch as they cry, hiding there face on the ground, I grab there chin* do you think you deserve to live, little dove? *I lean in close* everyone has done horrible things, everyone deserves to die, what’s your secret…the truth can never hide forever…

I ate your waffles.

*my jaw drops, my grip tightening, my face turns red, I feel my blood boiling* you ate my waffles?!

tell me what kind of things

*I grin, my eyes glinting with excitement* I can make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things that would make you feel things

*I smile, my grip on the collar gets tighter* good girl, now, I have one more thing I want you to do…

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*I lean in, my breath is hot against your neck* I want you to call me "daddy"