Carvalle: School of Psychopaths PART 2: The Kim Brothers (Patreon)

that morning,

KIM 001, LEVOUGH DORM

Miles got more than what he bargained for.

Zeus held him longer, way longer than expected, and his tiredness from the week's stressful work caused him to doze off comfortably in Zeus' arms last night. Big mistake, but also a very big blessing.

"Attention all students. The Queen of hearts has been found."

That woke Miles up. His wrist is right beside him so he can clearly see that it is 9:56am of Friday. What's worse, the sleeping lion of a man is right in front of him, his breaths light and quaint and his eyes closed for mindful peace.

Opposite to Miles' who has a plane crash for a brain. He was so shocked he actually develops a hiccup, to which he covers his mouth to. I need to get out. Why am I sleeping on Zeus' bed right beside him?!

What the hell is he going to write in his report? Nope, not writing this down. Never. Nope, nope, nope...

To make matters worse than it already is, he has morning wood. Being gay means it has been amplified by the attractive man in front of him.

Get out, get out, get out... Miles ever so gently lifts Zeus' chained arm away from his waist. The man breathed in sharply, making Miles freeze. But, after a few seconds of watching an innocent Zeus fall back to his normal breathing pattern, Miles had successfully gotten out of his hold and the bed.

He glares at his own morning wood, tight against his pants. Miles Taylor, you should be ashamed of yourself. That there is a student.

Remembering why he put up with that nonsense in the first place, Miles gasps and searches around Zeus for the damned King card. Maybe he's laying on top of it.

Miles curses, staring at the man he almost pities on. It was the chains, holding both of his wrists while he lays peacefully in bed. Maybe I should tell them to get rid of the chains. Zeus hadn't hurt me since ever. He's really a gentle but very mysterious boy...

Miles gathers his files as he thought, It's Heidi they should be chaining up. However, he felt something sturdy inside his back pockets. Out of place, and definitely not meant to be there. Miles looks over and pulls something out; a thin, plastic red and white item that made his heart skip. "How did-"

It was the King card, placed inside Miles' pocket by Zeus himself. The location of said card made him blush furiously, wondering how the man got the idea to put it in his back pocket. And so, this stressed-out teacher stares at his consultant, biting his lips. Before leaving with the card, Miles stops himself. Deciding that he better appreciate Zeus, he turns around and bends down to kiss the man on the temple. Just one damn Thank You kiss. Nothing special; and not because I'm attracted to him.

Yet, a groan replied.

"...mhhlss... " came from Zeus' slightly open lips.

It made him gasp silently and then smile, for he realizes that Zeus once again says his name. It made butterflies in his stomach for some odd reason, maybe because he feels accomplished and proud of himself.

"Thank you, Zeus..." He whispers, before turning around and exiting the room.

later on,

TEACHER'S LOUNGE, KANG BUILDING

It turns out, the teachers are not legally allowed to speak about the Caste game, both to outsiders and among fellow teachers. This is why Ally didn't tell Miles about it. It's legally in their contract, which Miles skimmed over.

So that's how the game was kept a secret from the world. Because it was created by this Keiji Levough who seemed to have supreme power above all teachers. Miles was about to research this mysterious boy's name, but he isn't on the database. It makes him think Keiji Levough is just an urban legend to justify this bloody game.

Right now, Miles is alone in the lounge since the teachers consider the Game as a vacation, since no class is actually happening. After all, the King hasn't been found. Miles is inspecting the King of Spade itself, shiny and almost glittery from the Carvalle crest behind it.

I wonder what Heidi wants from it. And what everyone wants from it, since the students are still on a riot because of these cards. Games have never been this scary, and they take it too seriously.

Flipping through his files, he scribbles down reports for Zeus.

"Requires calm attention. Dislikes being pressured". His mind wanders off to the way the guy possessively hugs him and refuses to let go. It was scary indeed, but Miles had never experienced male contact like that in his life.

It... felt nice. But still, the initial feeling of being touched by someone gives him massive goosebumps and disgust at first. He despises the thought... but after spending the whole night in Zeus' embrace... Why do I want more? Why am I always thinking about it?

Miles is thinking too much. He shouldn't even be attracted to Zeus in the first place, he's a patient. Aside from hating the fact he's attracted to a gentle and handsome student, I fucking hate that I'm always attracted to males in the first place. What went wrong with me?

He didn't write it down. But he does conclude that, Even a hug from a cold-hearted person is enough to warm an empty heart.

AT THE LEVOUGH DORM.

KIM

000

Miles has the King card right in his hand as he stares coldly at the steel door of Satan's room. With a much more confident finger, he presses the button of the intercom.

"Heidi, it's me. Miles."

No response. Taking a deep breath, Miles presses it again. "I... I have the King card. So I win, right?"

No response. Again, he might be asleep.

"May I come in?"

Instead of a bang, an eerie, more terror-inducing sound came from the inside. It was Heidi, his knuckles gently tapping on the door.

Bang... bang... bang... Says the door, as soft as it can get. But it was scarier than the loud bang. Because, Miles didn't know what it meant. The loud bang means he's not welcomed, but this tapping is very mysterious and therefore fear-inducing. Then, the intercom beeped, and in came the beast's voice.

"... well done..."

"May I come in?" Miles asks with a charmingly curious tone in his voice.

"... if you can... you may..." His voice was still deep, still demonic, yet playful enough to fool a child.

Miles didn't want to. His fingers are twitching, his feet ready to take a turn. No, third time's a charm.

He uses a security card to open the door, the light above it turning green as the locks clang out of place. A heartbeat is never as intense as a prey entering a lion's den willingly. Miles ends up in a room not lit by natural or artificial light.

"Heidi? Can you turn on the lights?" Don't be afraid. He's just a student. And I won the game.

It was just dark. He couldn't see Heidi anywhere, nor can he hear movements. But one thing frightened him to the deepest pit of his soul, and that is the sudden close of the metal door behind him.

"Uhm..." Now, Miles really can't see anything. It's as if he is closing his eyes. "H... Heidi, it's not funny. I'm not giving you the card until I see you!"

This is a very bad idea, Miles tries to keep his breath stable. He remembers what Ally has told him, He can sense fear. He feeds off it.

"Heidi," Miles says, this time more confident and unwavering. "I have the King card, and I'm not giving it to you until I see you."

A single, tiny bulb lit a very dim yellow, followed by a trail of them leading down on the floor. Heidi's room has fairy lights littered on the ground, and they barely lit the barely visible cell of a bedroom.

Miles gasps at the floor. The pretty fairy lights are lighting up pages upon pages of gruesome drawings. Miles can't make out what the drawings are, but one thing is for sure: there is dried blood all over them, almost looking at the splashes of coffee.

That wasn't coffee. That was blood, drawn across the pages like someone slicing their body in tiny razor cuts and rolling around the floor. It made Miles want to barf, and he actually did barf air, dropping his files on the cluttered ground and covering some of the light. He didn't have time to recover because he sets his eyes on the beast of a man sitting shirtless, legs spread in a lazy, bored stance while his left hand is holding a string of fairy lights that features the switch. This was Heidi Kim, real first name unknown. This was who they call Satan, and god forbid from his room alone, he looks like he is.

The dim lights barely lit him up, but the evident fact is that Heidi has jet black hair frizzed outwards like his crazed brain. His undereyes look like it's lined with red eyeliner, but those are natural red pigments from discoloration. His skin is full of tattoos from his head to his bare feet. Some nonsense like oh boy! and Bang bang, sluts! But some are most intricate like Arab writings and animal tattoos. His face is just like what was in the picture, a slim face with sharp features. He is definitely taller than Zeus, and has a defined body that is most likely threatening. He must've been very active because no way he can get those toned muscles while lazing around.

Miles gulps, stopping himself from staring too long at that chocolate abs of his. "I... I came here to talk. I have questions."

Heidi slowly raises his right hand as if inspecting his long, tatted digits. "... ques... ti... ons..."

Miles has a steady heartbeat now, anticipating the difficulty in interviewing this one. Though, a person who talks is slightly easier than Zeus who never.

"Yes, questions-" Miles jumps when a container of pens, pencils, and brushes fly towards him at a speed that was allowed by Heidi's effortless strength. It didn't hit him, but it did hit a nerve in his heart that terrified him to bits.

"The card," says Heidi, quite demandingly.

"Are you willing to cooperate?" Miles stood his ground, voice unwavering.

He can feel Heidi's dark eyes staring straight at him, though it was shadowed by his cheeks because the lighting only allows half of his face to show. His eyes are terrifying.

"You... little bunny... won, and you... little bunny... had your prize..." Heidi lifts his hand to gesture for the item. "... the card, little bunny... or I eat you up..."

Miles tries so hard to look so confident that the force in his hand shook his fingers as they retrieve the King card. Pushing it towards Heidi, it was evident that he is shaking from the plastic's jerky movement.

He feeds off fear, and that was more than accurate because Heidi jumps toward him in a split second and pulls on Miles' extended arm. With a shriek, he ends up against Heidi's front, arm still being extended by the tattooed muscle of an arm.

Miles squirms in discomfort when Satan inhales his scent from shoulder to the back of his ears in one breath.

"What are you doing, stop!" The assaulted teacher tries to push himself out of Heidi's hold, but the man pulls Miles' extended arm back and painfully pushes it against his back.

"Ah!" It was painful, as Miles is never flexible. That only amused Heidi more.

"Here are the only questions I'll answer," says the deep terrifying voice accompanied by a warm breath that smells of chocolates. "Do you smell good? Hell yes. Do I want you here? Fuck no."

A dark chuckle was heard right beside Miles' ear. "Am I going to kill you by fucking you dry? Mmm... looking forward to it."

Miles gathers all his horror and uses it against Heidi by stomping on his foot and pulling his head back to hit him on the face. Breathless, he ends up stumbling on the bed with Heidi standing over, immediately recovering from the defense.

"You don't scare me," says Miles, voice brave even though his face is fearless. "It takes more than you and your brother to make me quit my job."

That face just morphed into that of a malicious smirk, before he takes a step back and lands his foot on the switch to turn the fairy lights off.

Then, it was nothing. Just silence, and Miles' never slowing heartbeat. His hands tremble, because even a grown man like him is scared of the unknown and unpredictable. "Heidi...?"

All of a sudden, his hair is being pulled up and a hand is wrapped around his jaw. Long legs straddle Miles' hips against the bed as he struggles to breathe from the rough handling in the hands of Heidi.

"My brother?" That voice was even more terrifying when Miles doesn't have a visual on him. He gasps desperately, pulling on Heidi's hands. "How was my brother? Did you enjoy sucking his dick? He likes it rough, but I would enjoy fucking you until death."

"I didn't...!" Miles struggles to move because his scalp is hurting tremendously. "I'm... nnh-not gay!"

"Oh sweetheart," Heidi chuckles in his raspy tone. "We don't care if you're gay or not. Zeus told me he wants you, and I'm starting to see why. Once we want something, we get it."

Wait... Miles ceases his struggle as the words filter in. Zeus told him? He speaks to him? How? How did he and-? Why does Zeus want me?!

"You and Zeus talk? When? H-how?!"

Heidi scoffs arrogantly. "I have answered the ques... tions... I'll only answer. Fuck your damn questions."

In all seriousness, his voice makes dinosaurs want to take cover in a volcano. And in all craziness, his hand just tightens on Miles' neck and it is suffocating. It made the teacher gasp, but then Heidi released, hand still wrapped around his neck.

"Heidi, please..." Miles said with a hard tone, demanding to be released. The man is heavy, and straddling Miles Taylor renders his ability to defend himself this time.

"... do it again... it makes you cute..." The boy darkly chuckles.

Miles didn't want to do it again. But he remembers, he has to play along. This is all a game to him.

"Please, Heidi. Let me go. And don't lick me again!" Miles complains after feeling a tongue taste his cheek.

An amused laugh was heard, from a voice that sounds like rocks being dragged across other rocks. Yet, the body that restrains him to the ground didn't move instead, heavy breathing from Heidi can only count as a response.

"Hey," says Miles, ignoring the pain in his scalp. "Let's play a game..."

His hair was suddenly released as Heidi's interest piqued. A playful yet still deep and threatening voice beams out, "... game... little bunny wants to play a game..."

I'm not a bunny. "Yes, a game. You like games, don't you, Heidi?"

He chuckles as a response. Miles takes that as a yes; his eyes wandering over the pure darkness. He doesn't even know what game he'll offer up.

Finally, the beast spoke. "... if... you... win...? ...what does the bunny want...?"

Stop calling me a bunny. Miles inhales sharply, the scent of burnt candles and old books filling his nose.

"Your name." He answered with a voice full of confidence, and he couldn't see Heidi's eyebrows raise in interest. "Your real, first names. You and Zeus."

Once again, the man chuckled this time without humor or amusement. "... names... that's it...?"

"That's all I need for now," says Miles. Will he even follow through? "If I win, you give me your real names."

Heidi's grip tightens, making him wince in pain. Miles can feel Satan lean closer, as if examining the pained bunny in his hands.

"Fine. A game. Let's... play.... 'Lure the snake out'..."

What? What's that? Miles can sense his heartbeat heavily in uncertainty.

"...you, little bunny... would lure my brother out... and bring him into this room..."

"What?! I can't do-" Heidi pulls himself away from Miles and now the teacher is left in the darkness with a demon roaming around the room.

"... if you can't, then I win..." Miles can hear him walk around the pitch-black darkness. "And if I win... little bunny... I will personally..."

Heidi walks closer with every word, voice dripping in madness and deep anger. Miles is definitely terrified not knowing where the hell he is.

"... personally... draw on your... wrist... with a blade..." That made Miles gasp. "Whether or not... I kill you, is my choice... whether or not... I fuck you beforehand... is definitely happening..."

My life on the line for their first names? Seems unfair. But Miles can still tap out. It's impossible for me to sneak Zeus into this room.

But if he can't do as little as find out what their names are, what good of a criminal psychologist is he? Confident that Zeus is his ally, Miles boldly squeezes Heidi's wrists. "Let's play, then. An additional condition of mine aside from your names is... you do not kill me, or attempt to, ever again."

The fairy lights flickered on, and Miles shivers seeing the terrifying physique of Heidi Kim loomed over him with his face still mashed in darkness. Miles can feel the glare, and most horrifically, the deep chuckle from the bottom of the man's lungs.

"They said not to play with food..." His voice is even deeper and raspier like he slit it a long time ago and lived. "...but it makes the food so delicious... I can't wait to eat you up..."

"I'll win," Miles breathes in sharply, unable to ignore the unique neutral smell coming from someone chaotic. "I know I'll win."

"... brave, little bunny." Heidi hops off of him and Miles can finally breathe without pain. "... and dumb... little bunny..."

I'm not a fucking bunny. Ugh, he's so degrading.

Heidi walks backward to open the door, turning off the fairy lights when the light from the outside entered the room. Miles took this as a warning and scurried to gather the files he dropped before slipping out of the door.

The second he steps into the brightly lit hallways, the metal door slams behind him and the green light above it turns red. Heart pounding against his chest, drumming a rhythm of thrill and uncertainty. Miles looks at his watch, slightly blinded by the lights after spending some time in pitch-black darkness.

17 minutes... He was in there for 17 minutes.

KIM

000

Those letters and numbers on the door have a whole new meaning now. It truly is a gate to hell where Satan resides.

monday,

3-A CLASSROOM, JOHNSON BUILDING

Nougat slams his homework on Miles' desk. The teacher jumped, surprised to see a student so early in the morning. There was no one else but them in the classroom, since no student usually comes in at the earlier hour of 7.

"I'm sorry, okay! I was drunk, and I have bad memories of the game so I needed alcohol. I didn't know what I was doing!"

Miles was shocked at the sudden actions but softened since he really couldn't get mad at this boy despite attacking him on the first day of the games. "It still won't excuse you for being absent for a week, Nougat. I'm sorry, but you have to talk to the Principal.

"I felt terrible, I felt guilty... please forgive me... I couldn't face you after that..." Nougat sniffs, tears forming in his eyes. "I don't care about the Principal, I just want your forgiveness!"

Miles really couldn't be mean. Well, he apologized... and he really is my best student... so, "It's okay, Nougat. You were drunk. Apparently, alcohol is okay here... but... you weren't yourself. Thank you for apologizing and don't do that again."

"Aww, Miles!" Nougat sighs admiringly, "You're so nice, it makes me really like you more!"

"Uhm...?" How low is the bar?

"Truth is, I really liked you," Nougat says, which surprised Miles even more. His blue eyes were shimmering because of the light hitting the moisture of his tears and he still manages to look beautiful despite being distressed. "I like you so much, I can't stand people talking about you and wanting to taint you when I want you for myself!"

"Nougat, I'm not gay." Miles exits the work he's encoded and sorts his things, not wanting to have this conversation right now.

"But you like me, right? You think I'm beautiful, right? I'm... I want to be yours! Just yours, please!" The big moves right beside him and adorably clutches his sleeve. But then, he starts to rub his arm suggestively. "Please Miles... I really fell for you hard... real hard..."

He gets closer, basically pressing himself onto Miles' side where his one hand casually glides from collar down to- "Nougat, no."

"Please don't reject me," the boy begs, reaching his hand up to make Miles face him. "You're the only one that I want to control me..."

Is he being serious, or is he just seducing me like the many men he has been with before? Even if he's serious, he's still a student. Miles couldn't be insensitive to turn Nougat down using those words and mentioning his past. And though he is attracted to the boy's beauty, he isn't drawn to him enough to accept his advances.

"Nougat, please don't ruin the friendship we had. I want to stay as your teacher and keep cheering for you as one. You really are beautiful, but I'm not for you, okay?"

Nougat looks like a puppy being denied food harshly. "O-okay..."

Now I feel bad, Miles thought, especially when he hears Nougat sniff sadly.

"I apologize, though... for being selfish..." Nougat sobs.

"I told you, you're forgiven-"

"Not for what I did last week..." Nougat grabs him by the cheeks, making Miles freeze. "For being selfish this one time."

Nougat leans in and kisses Miles, making the teacher's eyes go wide in shock. He tastes the sweet boy's cotton-candy mouth that could make anyone melt, plus, his skilled tongue pushes inside Miles' mouth to let him taste more.

No wonder no one can resist him... Nougat was a pro, a goddess, and everything was soft and dreamy. But this isn't my dream.

Miles pushes Nougat away in horror just as the bell rang. Sensing someone at the peripherals, he looks at the door to see a fully tatted man at the doorway giving them a blank face.

"Am... I still high?" The very sober skeleton-tattooed man said with a blank expression.

Miles fixes himself as he gives out a forced smile, "Oh no, it's not what you-"

"Yes Zombie, you're still high now go drown yourself in the bathroom sink!" Nougat bitterly replies to his classmate before pulling miles by the tie and pecking him on the lips as a lover would. "Please excuse me, Mr. Taylor..."

As students start to enter the classroom, Nougat struts out the door hitting Zombie's shoulder in the process. Zombie still stares at the beet red teacher, indifferent to Nougat's behavior, before turning around and following the boy leaving Miles with his class.

"N," Zombie calmly calls out as Nougat actively avoids him. "N, fucking stop being such a jealous bitch just because everyone says they want to fuck Taylors."

Nougat is pissed that some students overheard so he reveals his nasty attitude by turning around and jabbing his fingers in Zombie's chest.

Angered, he uses his home language of German and sneers, "I will not settle for second place! I have the school's dick wrapped around my mouth and I won't let some virgin take it out!"

"And why do you need everyone's validation in the first place?!" Zombie yells back using the German he learned, having enough of Nougat's, "Insecurities. That's what you have and that's what needs to be fucked out of you."

"Then why don't you do it, Zombie?" Nougat uses his irresistible voice of seduction and gets closer to the taller male, his purely gorgeous face right beside him. "Fuck the insecurities out of me."

Zombie freezes, simply staring at him and not making a move. His breaths are calm and stable, staring at those beautiful blue eyes hiding evil inside the sockets.

"That's what I thought, you limpdick Latino pussy," Nougat spits before turning around trying to find someone to fuck. Zombie having enough of his bullshit, suddenly hears the speaker blare an annoying sound.

"Attention all students. The King has been found. I repeat, the King of Spades has been found. It is... is... what? W-wait... H-H-Heidi... Ki... Kim. Heidi K-Kim is your King...? ... for the uhmmm... What?"

The game has ended. The Levoughs celebrate, and all teachers are filled with dread, especially Miles who gave Satan the right to rule.

wednesday night

TEACHERS' DORM, KANG BUILDING

Miles jolts up awake once again from a fever nightmare. Heavily breathing, he hops out of bed and desperately gulps down huge amounts of water. But he couldn't feel his thirst quenched. He drops the glass, but he doesn't hear any shattering.

"Baby, you're gonna let this school haunt you?"

Miles, wake up. MILES, WAKE UP!

"Miles Baby, you're really going to let me haunt you?"

"No," Miles cried, imagining himself waking up but being unable to. He is frozen. He is paralyzed. In the real world, he is groaning in pain.

"You're disgusting, remember that."

"I'm not. I'm not! I SWEAR, I'M NOT!"

"You are. Disgusting... turning into a homo..."

"... because I did that to you."

Miles, wake up. Please. You're hurting yourself.

"... kids' brains are still developing, right? No wonder you grew up liking dic--"

Miles' alarm saved him. It was morning, and he feels like he doesn't want to fall asleep ever again. And so, he didn't sleep at all on a Wednesday night. It's a punishment to himself.

For being a disgusting human being.

friday

LEVOUGH DORM

Miles didn't go to Heidi's room as the schedule had planned. He went to the security room to screen record an empty hallway of the highest floor.

They check the cameras on 6pm, Miles thinks, being aware of the time to make sure no guards are going to enter the security room until the designated time. After getting enough footage of the empty hallway, he sets a hardrive behind the monitors and connects it to them, making them display a playback of the empty hallway. Miles had edited it to include a filter depicting the time live.

Yeah, being a nerd taking up Media Literacy paid off... Miles exits the room in haste, going up the elevator to where Zeus is. I'm winning this game. I'm getting your names. More importantly... I'm not dying anytime soon.

KIM

001

Miles looks around the hallways to see if any students were roaming, and his foot taps impatiently since he knows he's not supposed to be here. If I get caught... I could get fired...

If I don't do this, then I die... Miles Taylor is officially risking his life for a job. Knocking on Zeus' door as soft as he can, he uses the key card to open the door.

"Zeus?" He whispers. "May I come in?"

Expecting the lack of chains but not expecting the welcome, the door was thrown open and Miles is snatched inside. With a loud yelp, he ends up on the chest of a very clingy and affectionate Zeus Kim as the door closes behind him.

"O-okay big guy..." Miles grunts, Zeus' arms holding him in place. "... not big on hugs... what is it with you and hugs...?"

Zeus only tightens, his hand snaking up to caress Miles' curly mop of hair. This was new. How come Zeus never moves during their normal sessions but when he gets the chance to, he smothers Miles?

'Zeus told me he wants you,' Heidi's voice rang in his mind. It was then time to become awkward and lightly push the no less weirder brother away. To which, the blonde lets him.

"Okay Zeus... nice to see you to..." Miles starts to stutter as his face turns red. "See, I need your help I... I have to... have to..."

In a more bizarre turn of events, the silent apocalypse curls his fingers around Miles' trembling hands and lifts it up, quietly examining it like a kid would do to a shiny rock they found at the beach. It was weird, and Miles isn't any less fearful of this strange boy.

"Zeus, I..." Miles tries so hard to find words that might surface out of his anxiety, but much to his comfort, the platinum blonde lifts his hand up more to place a gentle kiss on the knuckles.

Miles is feeling goosebumps on his cheeks and it can be visually seen through the shade of red it's in. 'Zeus told me he wants you.'

Now Miles can see that, but he doesn't want to be ahead of himself. After all, the guy hadn't been with people he likes that much and might confuse not wanting to murder with want.

But of course, Miles knows not to go against them. He has to play along.

He steps closer to Zeus, looking up at where blank eyes stare dead onto his own. They are a mere one foot away and Miles accepts Zeus' affection.

"Do... you really like me?" Miles, now comfortable that maybe Zeus won't murder him, searches for emotion inside those dead, blank eyes.

No response. "Zeus, I... I need to take you to your brother. Do you want to see your brother?"

Zeus' hand just tightens around Miles' and that could be a yes, but his blonde eyebrows dipped down negatively. Miles is confused.

"Does that mean yes, or no?" Of course, no answer. Miles then remembers his love of toys.

"I'll give you a toy... a new one that you'll love!" Miles cheers with his bright smile that overshadows the dim, yellow light of the lava lamp. He's already thinking of what kind of dinosaur he's going to give to the guy. "If you come with me to Heidi's room. I'll buy you a toy. A special one. Promise!"

Zeus drops his hand, his eyes still blank. This time it's Miles that is taking his hand up.

"You'll protect me from your brother, right? If... if you like me, you won't let me get hurt, right? Don't worry, I'll take care of you, too." Miles tugs him towards the door, and Zeus doesn't budge for a moment.

"Zeus, please?" Miles whispers, his face comforting to that of desperately begging, his eyes sadly delivering the request with a soft tug of Zeus' hands.

Then, the tall man steps forward and moves his long, slender legs to follow Miles. Yes! He lets me take him! I'm not going to lose... yet...

Miles opens the door and surveys the hallways for any students before bringing Zeus out. The hallway lights actually blinded him pretty badly and the guy ends up cowering against Miles' hair.

"Haha, lights... you'll get used to it..." He pats Zeus' silver head gently. "You can stay with me all the time, okay?"

"Mhhlss..." There it is again, the moan that makes Miles' heart jump. Zeus had said his name again, like a child that only knows one word. Though muffled by his hair, Miles is still proud that Zeus sees him as an ally, unlike others who attempted to interview him.

And Miles succeeded.

KIM

000

Miles presses the intercom, still holding onto Zeus' hand.

"I have him," Miles says. "Heidi, I won."

Why does it feel like I'm using Zeus? I feel bad now. For that, Miles pats his head again to apologize. He'd want to see his brother, wouldn't he?

The intercom buzzed an eerie sound and Miles' heart realized something dark.

"...not yet... little bunny... bring... him.... in."

Miles had realized something, but it's still up for what is actually going on in Heidi's mind. But without a second thought, he unlocks the door turning it green, before tugging the big, silver Teddy bear behind him.

Forgetting that Heidi is basically allergic to light, Miles finds himself in pitch-black darkness after the door was closed. Zeus squeezes his hand comfortingly.

Miles begs for the light to be turned on, but only a maniacal laugh replies. "Heidi I swear to all that is holy, keep your end of the deal!"

"... brilliant..." Miles feels him right in front, eliciting goosebumps. "... what is it, that little bunny can't do...?"

Zeus suddenly drapes one arm around Miles' chest and shoulders before he pulls the teacher to his chest. The in-expecting victim gasps, "Z-Zeus, what are you..."

"Now you're just being selfish, brother..." Heidi's deep, husky voice turns playful. Miles can't help but feel like literal prey, with both brothers within five feet from him. Zeus not even half a foot away.

Zeus wouldn't hurt him, would he? Then why does Miles feel suffocated with his gentle hold?

"Let me go, please..." Miles squeaks but Zeus tightens in protest. He is officially trapped. Captured in Lucifer's arms, at the mercy of Satan's will.

These two could murder him with bare hands.

The fairy lights flash a dim yellow and Miles catches a glimpse of a shirtless Heidi in all his defined glory hovering right in front of Miles merely inches apart, making him gasp and cower onto Zeus. The fairy lights curl around his left hand, as his fingers are on the switch.

"Adorable... pathetic, maybe... why'd you like him?" Heidi asks his brother, eyes shifting to look behind Miles. Without an audible reply from Zeus, Heidi chuckles showing his perfect teeth but a menacing grin. "... toys...? You want toys from him?"

They are... communicating? How? Through what? Zeus didn't speak, or make a sound. How did Heidi understand his brother?

"Hmm..." Heidi suddenly leans forward to inhale Miles' scent like a mad person. "... doesn't smell comforting at all. Smells like baby powder to me... but it's so good, I kind of want to fuck him..."

"D-don't you dare!" Miles struggles in Zeus' hold but the blonde behind him buries his nose in Miles' hair as if seeking comfort from a pillow. "Zeus, stop! Let me go!"

"You said you'd share, Jihun..." Heidi playfully chuckles, mentioning a name that made Miles cease his struggle.

Jihun... "Ji... hun?"

Heidi lifts his chin using the long, tatted fingers, his terrifying voice much more closer. "Oh yeah... I forgot... you won... so, our names... haha," Heidi harshly pulls his head to the side and breaths down the extended neck, taking in the scent of baby powder Zeus really likes.

"Jihun... Zeus' name is Jihun... and I," says Heidi, "It's Taewon..."

I have it. Their first names. Jihun and Taewon Kim. If Miles can live long enough to write it down on his report and know more about them, he'd have a breakthrough. The first-ever to succeed in interviewing the Kim brothers.

"Thank you. Now Zeus, please release me. We'll be going back if none of you plan to answer my questions."

If he lives through this.

"Oh, little bunny..." Heidi pulls away to sit lazily on his bed, legs spread and all. "None of us give a shit about your questions. If you dare call us by those names... Zeus' infatuation won't stop him from breaking your neck and keeping your corpse in his room as a body pillow."

"Ah!" Miles squirms when Zeus plants a gentle kiss where his jaw connects with his ear, surprised by the form of affection, and scared by the threat. "Okay, I won't say your names! Please, just..."

Miles breathes in, and out. Though his exhale is shaky, he stops struggling as he always remembers the saying that allows him to go this far in the first place. Play along, Miles. They're just kids. Taewon likes games, Jihun likes toys.

"If... if Zeus wants me to stay... then I will," Miles holds Zeus' arms comfortably while still shaking. "I'll always be here for him. I don't know about you, Heidi... but if you need someone to talk to, I'm here..."

".... bullshit," says Heidi, his gruff voice creating a tiny echo that scares Miles to pieces. "You just want us to answer your damn questions."

"That's my job," Miles firmly replies. "That's why I'm here. If I don't get answers, I'll lose my job and I'll have to leave here."

Heidi stares at his brother behind Miles, head tilting in response to whatever he's seeing. "... you're serious? About... this guy...?"

What is he saying? How are they communicating?!

Suddenly, Heidi stands up making his muscles flex at the movement, the tattoos creating contours all around him. He stares down at Miles with his head tilted up and that is more than intimidating since he truly looks taller than Zeus, and Zeus is damn tall.

Speaking of, the blonde takes his arms off Miles and instead places his hands on either side of his small shoulders. To make him feel shorter, Zeus props his jaw on top of his head waiting for whatever Heidi has planned to do.

"Tell you what," says the deep voice enough to scare a school of children, "Let's play a game."

A game. Another game. Miles has won twice now, and he is confident he'll win another one.

Heidi holds up a long, slender finger in front of Miles. "If you win... we'll answer all of your ques... ti... ons."

Jackpot. I'll have to win this one. Miles is determined to. But the wager... "If... if I lose?"

"You become our toy."

Miles backs away in shock but is unable to because of Zeus' big build right behind him. "Are you crazy?!"

A deep, rumbled chuckle rang throughout as the fairy lights went out leaving the three of them in darkness, and the prey vulnerable and hesitant.

"Isn't that the reason we're here?"

I, Miles Taylor, am going to be fucked.

"...ten."

"Wait, are you serious I haven't even-!" Zeus releases him.

"...eleven."

Miles backs away from them, imagining those devil eyes seemingly glowing bright red while watching their prey run off. Opening the door to immediately run outside.

"... twelve." He can still hear Heidi's amused voice down the hallway until it died down. He runs to the elevator, desperately pushing the ground floor button. He stares at the steel door at the end of the hallway, still opening to pure darkness.

Tag, are they serious? With both brothers being it, Miles is left to fend for himself as they gave him a starting point of 90 seconds.

It was getting so dark, as their sessions always start at 6pm. Now at 6:26pm, there barely is any light from the skies. This would make it easier for him not to get caught, if it wasn't for the brothers being so oriented in the dark. People who are less exposed to light are more likely to see well in the dark.

Miles didn't know where to go. Yet, he didn't stop. He doesn't know how fast they are, nor how they could find a teacher in a campus as big as Carvalle's.

If I'm going to die, I might as well leave something behind. Miles stops to breathe, seeing the Kang Building right in front of him. Their names.

He runs inside and up to his own dorm, passing by Ally who is reading paperwork while walking down the hallway.

"Miles? You okay? Did Heidi scare you again, the hour is not up."

"I'm fine, I'm fine... so fine... very much alive and very, very straight..." Miles didn't know what he was rambling about as he shuffles around his pockets to retrieve his key card.

Ally looks at him weirdly. "I've encoded your input for the month..."

Month... it's been a month since I got here...

"Th...thank you, Ally," he breathes out, trying to catch air for his lungs.

Ally looks concerned, "You look so pale, are you okay?"

"I'm fine..." I'm gonna die. Miles opens his door. "I'm... how reliable is Heidi in playing a game?"

Ally's face contorted. "Based on what the students have told me... very. He values the game more than the prize, so cheating is not in his vocabulary. Death is however, to the one cheating."

That doesn't make me feel better. Ally asks, "What's going on?"

"I'll tell you everything when I win, okay?" Miles finally opens the door, paranoid and anxious of his surroundings.

"Win?"

I'm going to win. "Just... I have to do something." Shutting the door behind him and making sure to lock it, Miles uncovers his files and pulls out the Bio-data of the brothers.

??- Kim

??- Kim

Miles scribbles down the date of today and their real first names.

Jihun Kim

Taewon Kim

Opening his computer with shaking hands, he forces himself to access a census report in Korea. Thankfully, Carvalle allows him, a criminal psychologist, and permission to use a country's database to investigate students' history. From China to the United Kingdom, he has access to any country's population data.

He types in their roman names since the site will always translate English to Korean, and vice versa.

There, Miles found... nothing.

Kim, Jihun | Female, 23

Kim, Jihun | Male, 57

Kim, Jihun | Female, 31

Pages upon pages of Zeus' name but not matching his description or picture.

Did Heidi give me fake names? Miles turns red, thinking Satan may not have kept his end of the deal. No way, he doesn't cheat... He couldn't find Zeus or Heidi anywhere, not with these names.

But in the Related Articles there was one headline coming from five years ago. They were from criminal records.

Brothers Survive Fire of Jun Residences, Caused by Kim Brothers

School Shooter KIM Massacres Class 2-A, No Survivors, Captured As He Attempts Suicide

Arsonist KIM Burns Jun Family House

Kim Brothers Brutally Murders Family

Miles gasps.

Jun was the name of the house and family they destroyed. According to a recent article from an investigation one year ago, the Kim brothers are... dead.

KIM Brothers Responsible for Death count of 12 Found On Seoul Airport, Shot on Police Encounter There was a picture of the two, both blurred.

But no. How can that be when Heidi and Zeus are here? Miles has unimaginable goosebumps littering his skin.

He keeps searching KIM JIHUN and KIM TAEWON on the database.

"Nothing...? Wh-why?"

"...!" Miles screams when a brick broke his window.

They actually went outside... And worse, no one else will know because Miles blocked off the cameras.

"Oh hell no," Miles isn't willing to lose, so he bolts right out of his chair and out of the door.

But when he got to the hallways, a hand covers his mouth and pulls him back to the room with his legs flailing back.

"Mmmfhhh! Mmggghfff!" He tries to scream, but he is now pulled into his dorm room with the lights turned off. None but the dim moonlight seeping in. After all, they are used to the darkness of evil.

Miles recognizes the scent behind him to be Zeus, calming down slightly but still crying at his loss of the game. I lost... I can't believe I... oh my god, help me... I wagered myself...

Zeus feels the tears on his hand so he uses it to wipe Miles' tears away. He presses his head down to Miles' as an apology. "Mhhlls...?"

"Zeus, let go of me, please..." He cries, hoping that the man would spare him. "Please, I'll-"

The stove suddenly turns on, emitting a gentle blue flame that illuminates the shirtless, tatted, carved body of a monster named Heidi. Their only source of light. "Oh, but there's no point running..."

That low, deep voice just sent chills down the river of Miles' spine.

Heidi lights a cigarette on the flame, smirking at a very fearful Miles. "You lost, little bunny. Thanks to you, we finally went outside since... three years... ago... hmm, fresh air is disgusting, don't you think?"

He's a pyromaniac... he could burn the place down! "Turn that off, please! Please, I'll do anything just don't—! I'm sorry, please I'm begging you."

Zeus, who is dead silent behind him, tries to comfort his Miles by kissing him softly on the temple. But the victim was not having it, and he kept crying.

Heidi walks right in front of him, de ja vu. Only that, he has a cigarette in his mouth and he just blew it on Miles' face. The mint smoke invades the pure boy's lungs and he coughs.

"I like you begging." He smirks, "Do it again."

Do I still play along? I'm gonna die anyways... "Please... I beg you... don't hurt me..."

".... you're ours, now. And toys don't complain." Heidi grabs him by the wrist and pushes the cigarette right into his flesh, making Miles scream if not for Zeus clamping his hand on his mouth.

"...nnggfghh!" He didn't do it once, but twice, and Miles feels the burn go right through his skin and into his bones even though it was a shallow injury.

Miles is not built for this. He is built for computers and desk jobs, but pain is not tolerated when it comes to Miles Taylor. Especially the pain of a mark. And Heidi, the ever-loving Satan, grins in delight at the ashes against Miles' skin and the deformities made.

Seeing that Miles has had enough, Zeus slaps Heidi's cigarette away.

"What's wrong with you?" Heidi asks his brother. Though nothing but Miles' sobs can be heard, Heidi still replies with, "Fine, go clean it up or something. Burns don't cause infection."

Miles knees went weak since he's so distressed about his loss and what's coming up for him. He doubts that cigarette burns are the end of it. Zeus bends down to hoist him up by the knees, carrying him to the bathroom bridal style.

He sets the traumatized Miles down the empty bathtub, the lights turned on. Here was when Miles can clearly see all of his features without the darkness, and damn all genes, this murderous criminal is too handsome. Both of them are, but they do not look the same and has their own features to be admired for. Personality and behavior, however... fucked up.

Zeus seems like a normal person trying to find the first aid kits, though. All Carvalle rooms have them, even student's dorms for safety. He uses some cotton and Hydrogen Peroxide on Miles' burn, mercilessly pouring the liquid on it creating white bubbles that clean up the wound.

"Ahsssss!" Miles hisses, pulling his wrist away but Zeus pulls it back with a scowl. Miles breathes heavily, not knowing if he should be bitter or grateful to this man right here. "Y... you..."

He gulps his pain away, "Why won't you talk? If... if you really like me, you could talk to me..."

Zeus did nothing but lean in and kiss him on the forehead, putting a large Band-Aid on the wound.

I'm nothing but a toy to him, now... And Heidi just appeared in the doorway. Miles can't help but stare at his tattoos clear in the artificial light. It all seems to go well with his tan abs and muscles. Inks on contours are artistic, not scary. What did scare Miles though, is the lighter Heidi is playing with.

"Heidi, don't... please..." Miles whimpers, staring at the tiny orange flames. He is constantly reminded of the man's pyromania, and Miles doesn't sit well with fire.

Zeus glares at his brother for making Miles cry. Here, Miles sees how they, possibly, exactly communicate.

Zeus's hands. Sign language. This made Miles' eyes widen, realizing that the man may be deaf and doesn't hear anything. Now he wonders if Zeus is deaf since birth or not. It is a big possibility since he also doesn't speak. Miles feels terrible just talking to him without regarding that possibility.

"Why do you always humanize your toys? They're just playthings." Heidi took three whole steps and he is already looking down on Miles, pulling his hair up and licking the tears on his cheek. "This one just tastes good."

Miles squirms in protest. "Don't touch me!"

It made Heidi laugh, his deep, rugged voice echoing around the bathroom walls. "Pathetic."

"Stay away, you cheati-"

Zeus ignores his distaste in nonconsensual touching by pulling on him and actually kissing him on the lips. Miles widened his eyes, feeling the silver ball in Zeus' tongue that he found out just sits there coldly. Zeus is not so pure... And his tongue can do wonders in exploring Miles' mouth like hard candy.

It wasn't romantic.

And now, Zeus can't seem to control himself. When he pulls away, he goes straight to Miles' neck. "Zeus stop! Stop right now, I... —ahh!"

He bit me.

Zeus pulls away, no ounce of remorse found in his eyes. Miles grabs the area he bit, shocked to feel that he broke skin. Worse, the guy has an evident hard on much to his brother's amusement. But, Zeus doesn't act on it and instead knocks over the products on the shelf in rage.

Why he is angry, I should be the one— Miles scowls at the two and stands up, slipping once before stomping out of the tub with his wrist hurting like hell after the burn.

"Whatever you plan on doing, I don't want anything to do with it! So what if I lost, I still won in the last games which makes you forbidden to try killing me! Heidi, you didn't even keep your end of the deal and you didn't give me real names! You and your cheating ass better get out or-!"

"Or what?" Heidi spits out, grabbing Miles by the arm and effectively knocking out all means of defense. "I saw your computer, and you were searching for my data but guess what, Taewon and Jihun had never existed, stupid fucking bunny."

What is he talking about?

"We kept our end of the deal. It's Taewon and Jihun. Now you keep yours, rabbit." Heidi fiercely sneers at the shorter boy before Zeus slaps a hand on his brother's shoulder. He signs something Miles couldn't understand.

"What do you mean, he isn't worth shit!"

Zeus sighs.

"If you're tired then go take a nap, pussy."

Wait... if Zeus is deaf, how can he hear Heidi when the other one isn't using Sign Language? They're so confusing... maybe, he just chooses not to speak? But Miles doesn't have time to know, he pulls his arm off of Heidi's hold.

"What really is wrong with Zeus...?"

Heidi snorts, the small tattoo on his face moving. "Everything." He then slaps a hand on Zeus' shoulder. "We'll be seeing you soon, bunny..."

Much to Miles' confusion, the two faces of chaos walk out of the bathroom, and out of the window into the darkness of night.

KIM Brothers Found On Seoul Airport, Shot on Police Encounter That headline haunts Miles as of that night, unable to sleep because of his job. He is quite thankful of that, because he couldn't get any more nightmares.

Yet, he couldn't be thankful to those shady brothers. He has the weekend to rest, and then Monday to face Zeus once more. And who knows what he's going to do now that I've... become...

monday,

JOHNSON BUILDING

"Yo, Satan became King..."

"What's he gonna do with that card?"

"...game's over... how did he even get it?"

"... what's he gonna do if he's king?"

Those we're the talk of the delinquents around school. Miles Taylor, someone who's only slept for 8 hours over the span of 48, could hear everything in the hallway as he passes over with ugly eyebags.

That still didn't stop students from sexualizing him because his body is still as desirable as it can get. They did spread rumors about Miles being a real virgin, and that is a treat they're not resisting. Entering his classroom, he figures out he's late because the students are already there and it's a riot.

"Okay children settle down, I do not want blood in my classroom—-Cya please put the knife down," Miles wasn't in the mood to deal with their crap.

"But we're trying to see how many cuts we have to make before this dude passes out!" The student defended, and everyone laughs.

"And I'm trying to see how many homework I have to assign you guys before you finally make it," Miles retorted. "It takes two brain cells to make homework, and all of you are showing zero."

A lot of them hollered and made noises but ignored his words, as usual. Miles looks at where Nougat is supposed to be seated, only to find nothing there. Don't tell me he's going to be absent for a week now.

"Today, we'll be studying the three different consciousnesses according to Sigmund Freud," Miles sighs, weakly opening his book. He's very much used to their shenanigans, but try to at least be civil and not lose his temper.

They hollered, "Whoo, Freud's my Daddy! Whoever that is!"

"Isn't he a Nazi?"

"Bitch probably bends over for Hitler..."

"The three consciousnesses are Strippers, Cam Girls and Prostitutes."

"Nah man, it's cocaine, meth, and LSD."

"Okay enough!" Miles yells, only for him to yawn so he covers his mouth.

"Better sleep, Taylors! We'll behave!" They said.

"Yeah, you definitely won't get raped here..."

"Dude there are de Vera dormies here..."

"You got a problem with us, Weiners?" A de Vera student spits to the Wyners.

"Yeah because you'll always say what it's like to bury your one-inch dick in his ass-" multiple de Veras stood up to attack the Wyners, but a voice in the doorway stopped everyone before Miles can even.

"I've wondered that, too..." a deep, menacing voice that sounds like the person hasn't drank water for weeks came from the doors of the classroom.

Miles recognizes that voice, and his finger shakes as he looks at the person. His mere presence stopped everyone from fighting, and some even fell down their seats in shock. There stood in all his glory, Heidi Kim; Satan.

The classroom hasn't been this silent since the Caste Game. Heidi stands there in an unbuttoned uniform, unbothered to cover up his glorious body. A jacket wraps around his waist covered up by skinny, ripped jeans that looks manually done. His hair, still bedhead crazy, accompanied his eyes in being as scary.

"Heidi..." Miles squeaks, his feet almost bending on their ankles but thankfully he didn't fall over in shock. "Wh... what are you doing here? You're not allowed... to be out... side..."

He is twirling a card around his fingers.

The King card? A student cleared his throat. "He's the King, he can do anything... ahem..."

"First time..."

"Man, when Zeus was the King he never went out..."

"Shit, Satan's so menacing..."

Heidi raises an eyebrow, silencing the whispering bunch. Everyone in the classroom immediately refuses to make eye contact. He stared down at Miles, down to his neck where the boy forgot to cover up the bruise left by Zeus.

Slowly, as terrifying as horror, he walks over with his heels clicking in a deep, quiet manner. Students are wary, afraid even, and that's something because everyone here are criminals. Every step makes Miles' heartbeat faster. Thankfully Heidi's long legs just allowed six steps or else Miles would get into cardiac arrest.

"I want to learn about Freud," Heidi says with his eyes staring down at miles like a predator on dead prey. "Id, Ego and Superego, correct?"

How did he... Miles looks down, finding comfort in his books instead of those dark, deep eyes. "Take a seat if you want to join class, then..."

Heidi turns around and sets his eyes on a seat right at the front, to which the student sitting there immediately scurried off to a seat at the back. This man is not to be messed with. Heidi can break necks with his bare hands, and given that he's King, he can get away with it.

The King sits there, legs spread lazily again as he leans back with no regard to posture. His eyes, draped with hooded eyes, still terrified Miles who gets to see him first in the classroom.

"Let's get to it.... uhm, shall we?" Miles turns around to write in the whiteboard as students behind him refuse to even breathe through their mouths if it means being noisy.

This is the power of a Kim brother. This is the power of the most dangerous student in Carvalle. And apparently, this is the power of a card.

later on,

Everyone was at least writing down something or drawing despite Miles writing questions to be answered on board. Heidi has his eyes closed while still sitting up, his abs looking much more contoured and deeper with the lights above them and the way he's sitting. Damn chocolate bars... what's he gonna do next, invade my dorm?

He already did that. Miles grabs his phone and texts Ally.

MISS ALLY

I know it's in our contract not to talk about the Caste Game. But can you at least tell me how it works?

Sent, 10:17am

I'm so sorry for keeping you in the dark about that, Miles. But the card they're supposed to find gives them power or benefits like...

Received, 10:18am

I'll send you a screenshot of the cards.

Received, 10:19am

Ally sent a picture.

♣2nd, ♥3rd, ♠4th

- Grants the Keeper Protection and Respect, immune from Enemies

♥5th, ♣6th, ◆7th, ♠8th

- Dorm heads of, respectably, Wyner, Ford, de Vera, and Levough.

♠9th, ◆10th

- A much higher position than the heads and has the power to exit the school.

♥Queen

- In case the King gets expelled or die, the Prince will take over. Has the same immunity as the King, but not power.

◆Jack

- Personal companion of the King and will have immunity based on the King's wishes

♠King

- The King of Carvalle, immune to all disrespect and has the power to do as wished without any interference from school. Includes, but not limited to: punishing students and damaging students without repercussions. May or may not be exempted from being punished for murder.

Teachers are not in any cardholder's jurisdiction; any actions towards the Teachers will be punished accordingly.

Miles drops his phone in shock, making students stare at him at why he looks so terrified. Why is there a game like this?! Why is the King like that?! Of all the students, it had to be Heidi, who will very much murder with delight!?

Miles remembers that it was him who brought Heidi the card, so he has no one to blame but himself. Or maybe, the school, for allowing a game as horrid as this.

"Continue your work," Miles commands as he eyes the devil in front of him, now awake and raising his eyebrows.

At 10:30, the bell rang. Of course, it was chaos for about 15 seconds before the classroom was completely void of students who didn't want to be here. Miles goes to erase the writings on the board, his breath unstable.

There was also another breath of a student who stayed behind. Heidi walks over to the teacher's table with his eyes hungry and fierce.

"Go take your... break, Heidi—" the man ends up right behind him, pulling his neck back so he is pulled right in Heidi's lap. The devil was sitting on the desk, and Miles fits snugly in his,

"Let me go!" He struggles, but that only made Satan laugh.

"Keep moving this ass and I'll bend you over and fuck you with the door open." Miles freezes. After all, his butt is pressed right against Heidi's crotch.

It's not even erect but it is b-"Heidi I swear, stop playing! Not here!"

"Oh, would you rather be it in the woods where I can hang you after playing?" Heidi's long, slender fingers carefully unbutton Miles' shirt from the chest, much to the teacher's horror.

"Don't... please... I'm done, okay... I'm... I won't play anymore..."

"Oh, but toys don't get to play," Heidi teases him by thrusting his hips up, making Miles yelp at the sudden movement against his bum. "They just stay put like good, little, stuffed, animals..."

Miles elbows Heidi's side and pushes himself off the male.

"That... that is disgusting!" Miles backs away from him. "B-being sexually attracted to the same sex, let alone a teacher... y-you really are evil..."

Heidi didn't move, but he did tilt his head eerily. "We have a homophobe here. Ironic. Is that what you tell yourself?"

Miles once again halts in his tracks. That is what I tell myself. "I'll... I'll leave this school. Since you won't answer my questions... I'm basically useless here... I'll leave the school."

"When in doubt..." Heidi's ragged purr floated in smooth airwaves. He steps forward, hands in his pockets as he stares down at the shorter 24-year-old. "Play a game."

"I'm done with games! You didn't even give me your real names!" Miles raises both his fists to hit the man with, but Heidi only caught them before they could touch him.

"Games are what I live for, not the prizes. I always play fair." Heidi leans in as Miles pulls away, but he successfully plants a cold but gentle kiss on Zeus' bite. "Let's play a game, little bunny..."

"Heidi, no.... please, I want to leave already..." Miles' voice just cracked.

That deep, rough voice made its way beside Miles' ear in an unromantic whisper, "Come to Zeus' room, put on your best show. We are never sexually attracted to men, but if you get us to prove that wrong, make us cum, in any method... you win."

Miles shivers. No. No, no. I'll never do that! It's nuts, that's disgusting! But... "What happens if I win...?"

"Everything," Heidi grins. "We will tell you everything..."

"If I lose...?"

"You stay in Zeus' room for the whole night," his voice turns playful. "See? Just one night of staying in his room, or all of our secrets. What's there to lose?"

My dignity. "I'll... think about it."

"Good boy," Heidi scratches behind his ears like a master would do to a dog, and Miles rejects the degrading affection. "Remember... put on your best show."

In exchange for everything they're keeping... but it's still unsure if Heidi even keeps to his word, as the names don't even match to anything.

But this is his job. He could win. He should win. Third time's a charm.

later,

TEACHER'S DORM, KANG BUILDING

Miles has been on Korea's database for hours. He searched for every English article he could find, regarding the Kim brothers. But they're all saying the same thing.

They're dead.

Miles clicks on another page with articles listed, this time with less reliable sources.

Kim Brothers Terrorizes School before Attacking Jun Family and Setting House on Flames

That was four years ago.

Kim Brothers on Wanted List

Three years ago.

Kim Brothers Captured and Put on Trial; Carvalle Institutes, Gangnam District Sends them to Carvalle Detention Institute

Public Outrage on Murderous Brothers Being Sent To Reform School Instead of Jail

That's when they came here. There are clear pictures of Heidi and Zeus, the former looking as fearsome as ever and the latter looking pale and dead. But this article. This one article, coming from a very reliable news outlet in Korea that unfortunately did not get international coverage.

Kim Brothers Found On Seoul Airport; Shot on Police Encounter

It went unnoticed by international news because the terrifying events happened two years prior. But if the Kim brothers are dead... who are the brothers we have here, now?

Miles looks at the files he has. His eyes settled on the picture of an evil Heidi glaring at the camera. "Put on your best show," he says, coaxing out Miles' true sexuality. Miles gulps. I'm not gay. I'm not disgusting. I shouldn't...

But he wants to know. He'll get more sleepless nights if he quits on this mystery. But, they're asking for him his biggest fear; his own sexuality.

"You're fucked up, Miles Taylor."

Because it really is fucked up when a child, a homosexual pedophile's victim, turns gay because the assault he went through actually felt satisfying to the point where he craves for make attention when growing up. Disgusting, he thinks. So disgusting.

Miles drowns his tears in the shower, his finger hovering over his tainted body craving for a man's touch. Disgusting. He hates himself. He hates those who force and pressures him. But then again, it's him that desires it in the first place.

"Disgusting..." Miles slips a finger between his bottom, touching the parts he most definitely treasures and definitely hates. Thinking about earlier, when he feels Heidi through his pants, a size not even in its final form, he thinks about how it will hurt.

If I have a mission to make them ejaculate, my mouth won't be enough... Miles gets lost in his hypothesis as he rubs his own hardened cock, ashamed of himself. He squirms as he pushes a shameful finger inside, flashing back to his childhood when this has happened. Only this time around, he'll be sure it'll be him in control.

6pm,

LEVOUGH DORM

Miles didn't bring his files. He stood in front of Zeus' door with a big, stuffed Teddy bear he ordered and had delivered on Saturday. He has to keep his promise.

KIM

001

Clad in his jeans and loose button-up Teacher's uniform, he knocks on the door. "Zeus? It's me. I brought you a new toy."

Miles enters, gasping because the lava lamp isn't lighting anything up. He opens the door wider and the light from the hallway illuminates Zeus on his bed, the usual scene of him being chained up.

Miles gasps, his mind going in circles about whatever he is supposed to do. He steps in, gripping the bear tight. "Hello, Zeus. Do you miss me?"

No response, but Zeus is gently staring at him like a familiar puppy who still isn't capable to greet, but is well enough to recognize.

Bang! The silence was cut off when the door closes and Miles jumps in terror in the dark. His foot instinctively backs away, only for his back to hit bare, hard flesh.

"Good boy." It was Heidi, and he ignites a fire in Miles' spine by setting his rough hands on the boy's shoulders before slowly moving them down Miles' arm.

"H-Heidi..." He squeaks, just as the man behind him leans down to tease his ear with those sinful lips.

"He says thank you for the toy..."

"How do you... know that? It's... dark!"

"We don't get to answer your questions just yet... and it's basic etiquette, you know," Heidi's mouth roams across his shoulders in a gentle but perverted way.

Suddenly, the lava lamp turns on, a dim red barely lighting the area. But Zeus remains in his chains, sitting on the bed like it was a normal session. Heidi pushes Miles forward and gives him the bear. To which, the chains clang heavily as Zeus takes it.

He admired it like a child would a foreign object, facial features were soft and gentle. Zeus inhales its scent, then suddenly scowls that it doesn't smell like baby powder, which is Miles' defining scent. His scowl was directed to Miles, making the teacher terrified at how he couldn't satisfy Lucifer. He even threw the teddy bear away, and it hurt.

"Tsk, tsk... it doesn't smell like you, so he hates it..." Heidi's hands crept up Miles' sides, the devil's long fingers almost meeting at his stomach.

"I'm sorry, Zeus..."

"Go on, babe..." Heidi whispers, "Show him how sorry you really are..."

Miles' tear escapes from the corner of his eyes as Zeus continues scowling at him. With trembling hands, he unbuttons the first and second button of his shirt.

Heidi chuckles behind him, "How do you like this particular toy, brother?"

Miles' fingers were unwilling, that's why they are shaking in protest as they pull apart the buttons one by one. He took longer at the last button, which is why Heidi's fully inked fingers did the work. He props his chin on Miles' shoulder, smirking.

"Jihun wants to play..."

Heidi abruptly pushes Miles, knocking him forward to land between Zeus' long legs. He gasps, looking up at the poker face of disappointment Zeus has on. Miles freezes, not knowing what to do once he is presented in front of Satan's brother.

"Zeus... do you..." All pride is out the window now. "Do you want to play with me?"

Zeus looks back at where Heidi is standing behind Miles, smirking evilly. "Go on, Jihun. Didn't you say you've always wanted him on his knees?"

Miles gasps as Zeus grabs him by the chin and claims his mouth for the sweetness they held. The toy feels something deep within his stomach and he knows it's his repressed desire for something like this. His sexuality's lack of attention yearned for this, even for the worst people.

Miles accepts Zeus wholeheartedly as he feels satisfied with how the amateur kisser seems to gently control everything. The King on the other hand, moves right behind Miles and ignites more flames by moving his tatted hands up Miles' spine.

"... don't forget the game, bunny..." Heidi purrs behind Miles's head, his crotch pressing against Miles' bum as the teacher makes out with Zeus. "But who am I kidding, you don't lose anything if you lose this. Unless Zeus asks for more when you spend the night...."

Miles moans in protest, his determination causing him to have no shame in pressing himself back onto Heidi. Growling, Satan pulls Miles by the hair as he latches his teeth onto his nape. Zeus' lips went down to the neck and tasted Miles' fear through the veins, roaming his chained hands over this innocent, tainted body.

Miles can't help but press his hands against the wall as both brothers attack him from the front and behind. Heidi enjoys making him yelp with pain from the pinches and bites, since the pure canvas of his skin is too bare and needs color. Zeus was more gentle, but in no way is he forgiving because Miles brought him a bad toy. He bites on Miles' nipples to elicit a scream.

"Hey, noisy bitch..." Heidi spits with aroused venom, even slapping Miles' cheeks in a kinky disciplinary way. "Strip and show me the mouth you plan to use for questioning."

"Don't call me a bitch, bastard..." Miles replies with gritted teeth but that only turns Heidi even more.

"Willing to die, I like that..." Heidi purrs with another tight slap on Miles' side, definitely leaving a bruise.

With an internal whine, Miles straightens up to undo his pants. Zeus did nothing but stare at the beauty that is Miles Taylor, the subject of Carvalle students' fantasies according to Heidi's stories when he got outside. Zeus wishes to have Miles for himself, and it's too bad he can't voice that out.

Or maybe he can. "Mine," Zeus growls, shocking Miles by flipping him to face Heidi and sitting him down on the blonde's crotch. His brother pulls Miles' pants in one swift motion, leaving him with only his shirt on.

"W-wait—!" Miles was cut off when Zeus' right-hand pushes his face to the side for a possessive kiss, his other hand creeping down to touch Miles' precious parts.

Meanwhile, he feels Heidi's slender fingers prod his entrance. "...you prepared... we love a boy scout..."

Miles finally pulls away from that suffocating kiss and he lets out a cough.

"Not too much, Jihun..." Heidi stands up and unbuckled his belt. "He's still a player... a pathetic one, but let's see what you've got..."

In the dim red light, Miles' face didn't look pathetic at all, for he was certain he was going to win this bet. The brothers already had many firsts with him, especially Zeus, and he's not about to leave this school with only those minor improvements and barely any contributions to the investigation.

Miles pushes himself forward, kneeling between Zeus' legs while bringing it upon himself to take in Heidi's challenge. He seduces Zeus by showing him his bum, to which Lucifer takes great interest in by kneading on the flesh and running his hands over the smooth mounds.

Three years, had they not experienced the touch of a woman, and they're not gonna be picky.

Miles finally took Heidi's package out, and the dim lighting would not hide the fact that this man is packed. And it's not even fully erect.

...yet, Miles thinks as he boldly takes a hold of it with slightly trembling hands.

"Scared?" Heidi challenges with his deep, menacing voice.

"Of you? No," Miles sneers as he takes the head in his determined mouth, swirling his tongue around it. That act made Heidi hiss and he effectively hardens. Miles pulls away for a brief second, "...because I know I'll win."

"Stupidly brave..." Heidi pulls his head against his crotch, forcing Miles to shut up. "... you'll win if we cum before you."

"That wasn't—!" Miles couldn't speak because Zeus enters his finger in the pre-lubed hole without warning, because he can't be bothered with speaking. "Ngh!"

"Finish what you started, Sir," Heidi spits out Miles' position as a teacher, a way of berating him on his current position now. Miles ignores that and rubs Heidi's length, pushing the thing deep in his mouth to coat it with his saliva before proceeding to rub the rest that he couldn't get in.

"Ngf!" Miles squirms while Zeus curls two fingers on his prostate, the chains rattling being the only sound aside from Miles' struggle. Zeus has his other hand on Miles' hardening cock, squeezing and rubbing to drive the man crazy.

Meanwhile, Miles is focused on pleasuring Satan with his mouth until he loses breath and gags. After all, he hasn't done this in literal years. Miles gets goosebumps just thinking about it, from disgust and also excitement.

Disgusting, Miles Taylor.

Especially the fact that he's finding Zeus' fingers pleasurable, and quite, lacking because he wants more. It's shown when he moves his hips to thrust Zeus' fingers deeper as he chokes on Heidi's length.

"... this is a fun sight," Heidi purrs as he gently caresses Miles' head, only for him to roughly grab his hair and thrust into that warm mouth. It's enough to have Miles choke, and his eyes tear up. He pulls out just to lightly slap Miles with two of his fingers. "Try and touch yourself..."

"No," Miles spits out the extra saliva and pre-cum his mouth gathered up. "Because I'll cum."

That made Heidi grin, before getting back to abusing Miles' mouth. "Aware. Good boy."

I'm older than you, Satan... And apparently, Zeus is older than Heidi, too. Miles curses in his mind as he moans over Zeus' fingers and hands worshipping his most sensitive parts. He suddenly squirms when he feels Zeus' tongue lap up what he discovered to be green apple-flavored lube.

Zeus separates his two fingers and inserts his tongue inside, driving Miles into embarrassment and making him cry out while Heidi facefucks him.

"Wow, you are a classy whore, aren't you Miles? Green apples, really?" Heidi will always find a way to make fun of him.

After a few minutes, Heidi grunts. "Shit, I'm gonna lose with this mouth..."

Good. Miles sucks harder, only for Satan to chuckle and pull his dick out of Miles. "Wh-what, I wasn't-"

"Gonna let me win?" Heidi scoffs. "You're still a toy, bunny. Now turn around like the good slut you are."

Oh how Miles wishes he could smack Heidi right here, but the cigarette burn in his hand says otherwise. Zeus is still in Satan's side, and will very much assist in killing or beating him up. So, Miles straightens up and turns around, facing Zeus.

He yelps when Heidi pulls him up by the back of the knees, spreading his legs and letting him lean onto Heidi's chiseled body. "Come on Jihun, you won our bet when you said Miles was going to run into his room during Tag."

They have their own games?! "Put me down, Heidi!" And... Heidi follows up with it even if he loses...

Zeus' chains rattled loudly when he unzips his pants, kissing Miles gently as he reveals his equally monstrous size. Oh, how he wishes the stereotypes were true instead of this. These brothers are going to be the death of me, literally!

Fortunately, Zeus loves Miles enough to ease himself into his wet entrance slowly as to not hurt him. It still did, and Miles can't help but keep his mouth open because of how he's not used to the stretch.

"Annghhh!" He yells out, gripping onto Heidi's carved biceps. Zeus' own god-like arms held onto his legs as he slowly thrusts only half of himself in.

It was enough to hit Miles in the spot that produces bearable pleasure. Zeus keeps making him moan with every thrust, but eventually, he shows his true colors.

"Uh oh," Heidi knowingly purrs when Zeus clamps a hand on Miles' neck, sharply thrusting inch after inch of the rest of him.

"Z... Zeus—!" Miles starts to panic when his intake of air gets slightly cut off by the pressure. Zeus couldn't hear or see his plead or pain.

Miles holds onto Heidi for dear life, but his fingers are loosening because of the lack of air. Zeus is now thrusting most of his length into Miles, his hands roaming all over to claim the toy he really wants. His Miles.

"Zeus, stah-stop! Y-you're too... too rough... too... hard...! Stop, ple-pl-please!" Miles gasps with every thrust and it doesn't help that he doesn't have much air to work with.

Fortunately, Zeus lets go of his neck and Miles can finally breathe whole being tortured with pleasure. "Hnngggh! Zeus—oh! Ohh! Ohh my g-g-aahh!"

He keeps being knocked back against Heidi every time Zeus pushes himself in, as desperate as a pent-up man is. Heidi gives Miles to him, and Zeus sits back down on the bed while bouncing Miles easily on his dick.

"Zeus... ohh, Zeus... ohh... shit... mmmhhh... hmm!" Miles is willingly bouncing on him as Heidi shuts him up by shoving a pierced tongue down his throat.

Miles' mind is blank right now, so he just accepts whatever comes to him and heats up the kiss between him and the most evil man on campus. Heidi roams his hands around his smooth body, aiding in bouncing Miles on Zeus' length.

"H-... Heidi..." Miles moans out as Zeus' cock keeps disappearing in and out of him painfully, stunting his speech. He holds his breath if he can, holding out his release because this isn't a race. I have to make them cum.

His lips left Heidi and he went onto Zeus, wrapping his arms around him as he struggles to regain his breath.

"Zeus... baby..." Miles whined, trailing kisses down the man's jaw. "Baby, please cum for me... you can cum inside if you want..."

The grip Zeus has on Miles' hip became significantly tighter. "Angghh!" Zeus holds him by the face, again wiping the tears going astray.

"Miles... Miles... mine..." The silent man chants as he flips Miles around and pushes him forward onto Heidi. The chains clang as Zeus stands up on his knees and begins piston fucking a pained Miles Taylor.

"Do your job, bunny..." Growls Heidi, making Miles raise his shaking hands to rub the man in front of him. He uses his mouth wholeheartedly, determined to wipe that smirk off of Satan by making him ejaculate.

Zeus already did, and Miles screams at the sudden thrust in the deepest parts that the man had held off earlier. As Miles' throat was being filled with Heidi's hard rod, his ass is being filled with Zeus' climax. One down...

"Look who's so happy," Heidi purrs, running his hand down Miles' arched back. "... I guess they were right when they theorized you to be a cock loving whore..."

Zeus sat back down and watches his Miles move forward to boldly lick Heidi's neck and squeeze his member. "I'm not gay. I'm just skillful."

Heidi scoffs, "Zeus says you look hot trying to be a slut."

Heidi pushes him forward to land on Zeus' chest, pulling his legs together and raise them up to expose that recently fucked ass.

"Jihun, be a dear and make the little bunny cum," Heidi commands before thrusting into Miles' swollen, wet hole earning a scream from the bunny. Again, he is being stretched to his limits and he can actually feel a tear.

"Nngh! Heidi! H-Heidi I-! Not too fast, please!"

"Zeus already loosened you up, stop being a pussy and take it," he spits. Miles whines, thinking that literal pussies can take this better than male assholes and he'd rather be a female right now.

Zeus tries to comfort him by bending his head down to play with Miles' ears with his mouth, creating a moan from the teacher. Miles holds onto Zeus's head as he keeps being knocked backward by the force of Heidi's thrusts. Hands creep down to rub on Miles' half-hard cock which actually came to life with Zeus' touch.

"Zeus, don't!" Miles grabs the hand, but it didn't stop squeezing and rubbing him pleasurably. "Z-Zeus...! Don't... I swear-hnghh! Stop, please!" I don't want to lose...!

Miles screams when Heidi stabs him with sharp thrusts all the way, effectively producing blood from a tear. His entrance feels like it's on literal fire but his insides feel phenomenal. He can feel Heidi poking his insides way far back, and Miles can't help but admits, It feels so damn good and I so want more...

"Heidi... please... just cum... I want it inside... with Zeus'," Miles whines with every passing breath. I want to... but I can't do that before him...

Zeus' smooth hands with Heidi's calloused ones roam around his body, claiming him as theirs with different intensity. To Heidi, he's merely a game. To Zeus, he's merely a toy. Both love those no matter what he is to them.