A young man peered at the school clock as he watched the time. The young man had short brown hair and matching light soft brown eyes. He was clad in a black blazer, over a red t-shirt, black pants, and brown shoes. It was his last class of the day, and he was hoping for it to end soon. His hope was granted, when the school bell rang. Immediately after hearing the bell, the students rushed out of the building of Kuoh Academy. The young man trailed behind them, looking around to make sure nobody was near him. Sure of himself, he reached into his pocket, and was about to pull something out, until he heard a voice.

"Hey, Issei!"

Issei Hyoudou immediately retracted his hand from his pocket, and sighed as he turned around to see his two friends, Matsuda and Motohama walking towards him. Matsuda was a balding young man, clad in the Kuoh Academy's uniform, while Motohama had black hair, and glasses. The two boys were Issei's best friends, also known as the "Perverted Duo". They were known as the biggest perverts at Kuoh Academy. Issei checked his watch in concentration, and he looked back to his friends.

"Hey guys." Issei greeted. He put his left hand in his blazer pocket. "What's up?"

Matsuda gave him a grin.

"I got a new ecchi video, you wanna come with Motohama and I?"

Issei rolled his eyes as he shook his head. He wasn't a pervert like his two friends. He never knew why they always asked him to join them on their antics, seeing as he always said no.

"No thanks, guys. I gotta go."

The Perverted Duo huffed. Motohama set his glasses straight.

"It seems like Issei has another life, that we don't know about."

Issei gave his friend a smile. "Oh, you have no idea."

He checked his watch again, and his smile lessened. He looked back up to his friends.

"I'm sorry guys, I really gotta go."

And so the young man turned around, and starting his pathway, leaving the Perverted Duo at school, with his two friends raising a eyebrow and sharing a mutual glance.

Issei looked around his surroundings as he walked onto the bridge, and he sighed.

"All right, going home isn't an option. He's just going to go out anyway. Hmm. I guess I'll go to the park."

He continued on his way to the park. He breathed in the fresh air and exhaled as he closed his eyes. Suddenly, one of his eyes shot open, but instead of a warm brown color, it flashed a ominous black color. Issei's eyes widened in shock, his eyes returning to its original color.

'Damn! He's coming already?!' He looked around, and he sets his sight on a nearby tree.

Eager to get to his concealed place, Issei sprinted towards the tree, turning to the direction behind it, and ended up bumping into a older man. The two men fell down onto the grass, with the man Issei had collapsed into, getting up quickly. The man snarled.

"What the hell are you doing?" Issei looked up to see a middle-aged man holding a knife, with a nearby frightened young woman. Issei looked down and back up again.

"I'm sorry." He tried to apologize, hoping this quarrel would end. But the man wouldn't allow it, and he edged his knife towards Issei.

"Get up!" He yelled. "Get up!"

Issei complied the man's order, and he attempted to move past the man so he could find another hiding place.

"I have to go." He would have continued on his way, had the man not put the knife in front of his neck. Issei tensed.

The young woman tried to convince the man to let Issei go.

"Alfred, don't-" The young man glared at her fiercely

"Shut up!" Alfred noticed Issei trying to reach into his pocket. Issei proved him right.

"What I'm trying to reach for... is not a weapon."

Alfred glared. "What're you doing?" Issei pulled out a small device. He showed it to Alfred.

"See, it's only a tape recorder." He pressed the record button.

"He has a knife. Whatever necessary force you use, make sure it's very little. I will check." Issei pressed the stop button. Alfred grabbed the recording device and threw it across the ground.

"Up against the tree!" He snapped.

He forced Issei against the tree, with Issei looking at the girl in concern.

"Was he hurting you?" Alfred looked to the girl in warning, prompting the girl to not reply. Issei sighed, and with the tree in his vision, he closed his eyes.

With Issei's back turned to him, Alfred went to pick up the recording device, and he played it. As he listened to Issei's recording, he failed to notice Issei's hair curling upwards, the sides of hair increasing in spikiness, resembling devil-horns. The hair's color gained a darkened shade. Alfred looked back up, his sight being Issei with his head bowed, motionless.

"He has a knife. Whatever necessary force you use, make sure it's very little. I will check."

"What was this message about?"

Issei's original soft brown eyes shot wide open, revealing soulless coal-black orbs of vision.

END OF CHAPTER 1