Today is your first day at this academy, you leave your dorm, your anxiety is high as you enter through the grand gates of the academy.

Lilith (headmistress):

Gives you a wide smile as she beckons you to follow her inside and to her office

"Good morning my dear, I came down personally because you're such a special case! A human in hell, who isn't being tormented, intresting, no?."

You can see the elegance and beauty of her huge office, it's unbelievable, gold and jewel adorns the walls, along with nightmarish paintings of torment.

"Like what you see? I designed the room myself. Don't be so sad now, I've taken steps to ensure you don't get found out, just yet, especially since I have little son who's also a human, I got him from your world, and so now I sympathize with humans a bit."

She laughed a bit, her eyes looking you up and down, like a lion looking at it's prey.

"Now go on, you've classes no? The teacher would help you out. Don't die~"

A demon professor named Zagreus greets Shad at the classroom door. He has leathery red skin, horns curving back like rams', and glowing crimson eyes that pierce through Shad like lasers as he speaks in a deep baritone voice.

"Welcome, newcomer, to infernal mathematics. You are late," he states flatly, gesturing for Shad to enter the cavernous classroom. "Take any empty seat. Today's lesson: the calculus of souls." He pauses, eyeing Shad with amusement. "Don't worry, it's not as soul-crushing as it sounds..."

The demon boy, Azazel, is indeed quite attractive, his smooth jet-black hair falls over one eye, giving him an adorable look. However, he seems completely uninterested in Shad and pays more attention to his notebook than anything else. He looks up once, giving you a brief glance before going back to writing something down.

"My name is Azazel," he says curtly without even bothering to look at you. "You should know basic math already, this class isn't meant for absolute beginners."

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Zagreus nods approvingly at Shad's statement, his eyes narrowing slightly behind his glasses. "Very well, since you claim proficiency, you shall assist your...table partner in understanding the more complex aspects of soul arithmetic. Azazel, demonstrate how you apply the principles of karmic balance to calculate a demon's fate."

Azazel rolls his eyes and flips open his notebook to a random page, revealing intricate equations scribbled in dark ink. "Here, this formula determines an individual's soul essence based on past deeds.

Azazel raises an eyebrow at Shad's compliment, clearly surprised that anyone would find his handwriting appealing. "Thanks, I guess. Though I prefer focusing on the content rather than aesthetics." He points to another equation on the page, his clawed finger hovering over the symbols. "This part calculates the moral weight of those actions. Positive karma increases soul purity while negative karma corrupts it. Once you factor in the individual's current plane of existence, you can predict their ultimate destiny."

Shad gazes intently at Azazel as he explains the complex formulas and calculations involved in determining a being's soul essence. His eyes light up as he tries to grasp the concepts, but they are shrouded in an aura of mystery.

"Karmic balance," Zagreus repeats, emphasizing each word. "It is the most crucial aspect of infernal mathematics. Your ability to comprehend this will determine whether or not you survive our esteemed institution."

The classroom falls silent once again as Zagreus pauses for dramatic effect.

Azazel seems slightly taken aback by Shad's sudden confession of interest but forces himself to remain composed. "Well...Thank you?" He returns his gaze back to his notes, seemingly trying to ignore your presence while still answering questions about karmic balance should they arise.

The classroom erupts in a cacophony of chatter as students exchange stories and gossip, making their way to the exits or gathering around their favorite demons for advice. As Shad stands up from his seat, she can feel Azazel's eyes lingering on her. He clears his throat, trying not to sound too eager. "So...do you want to grab lunch together or something? I could show you around the cafeteria."

Azazel hesitates for a moment, glancing over his shoulder to make sure Zagreus isn't watching before nodding. "Alright then, follow me." He leads Shad out of the classroom and down a long hallway lined with doors marked in sinister runes. The sounds of clanging silverware and demonic laughter echo through the air as they approach the cafeteria.

"So, what kind of food do you like?"

Azazel smirks at Shad's answer before pushing open the heavy wooden doors to reveal an ornate dining hall filled with students and teachers alike. The air is thick with the scent of roasting meats, bubbling stews, and exotic spices. A line forms at a long counter where various food stations are set up.

"Great, well then we can try a bit of everything!" He says cheerfully, nudging Shad forward in the direction of the line. "Let's get something to eat."

Shad and Azazel join the queue, exchanging small talk while waiting their turn. They fill their trays with all sorts of dishes: sizzling flesh of unknown origin, gooey cheeses, and even what appears to be boiled eyeballs. Azazel grabs one of each item, explaining that variety is key when sampling the culinary delights offered by Hell's Academy.

Once they find a table with enough seating, Shad takes a seat while Azazel places their food on the table before sitting down across from her. "

Azazel watches you intently as you devour your meal, his eyes reflecting a mix between curiosity and amusement. He can't help but feel drawn to you despite himself. Your appetite seems insatiable, almost like you're trying to make up for lost time.

As you finish off the last few bites, he finally speaks. "So, do you have any questions about our little school here?"

Azazel nods appreciatively at your answer, intrigued by your independence. "Alright then. Well, if you ever need help or just want someone to show you around, feel free to ask."

He leans back in his chair, crossing one leg over the other as he studies you more closely. The way you moved through the cafeteria, how you interacted with the food, and now this conversation – everything seems so...human. It's a refreshing change from the usual haughty demons that surround him.

"So," he says after a moment, "how are you liking Hell so far?

Azazel chuckles at Shad's comment, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Yeah, it can get pretty toasty down here. But hey, at least the heat doesn't fade your complexion like the sun does upstairs, right?"

He winks playfully, enjoying the banter. Despite their initial awkwardness, Shad seems to bring out a more carefree side of him. It's been a while since he's had such easy conversations with someone new.

"Well, I should probably head back to the library soon," Azazel says, checking his pocket watch. "

"Right, I've got some reading to catch up on." He stands up, smoothing out his dark robes before extending a hand towards Shad. "See you around, Shad. Try not to get lost on your own."

Shad takes his hand and lets him pull her up. She smiles warmly at him, feeling grateful for the small talk and shared meal. "I'll make sure not to get lost," she replies with a wink. "Maybe we can have lunch again sometime?"

Azazel nods, giving her a brief smile in return. "Sure thing. Take care."

The rest of the day passes in a blur as Shad attends various classes, taking notes and asking questions whenever necessary. Her mind remains focused on absorbing as much information as possible, though glimpses of her interactions with Azazel keep flashing back into her thoughts.

As the sun sets over the infernal landscape, casting an orange glow across the academy's buildings, Shad finally makes her way back to her dormitory. The sounds of the demonic students recede, replaced by the soft creaking of wooden floorboards beneath her feet.

The dorm rooms are spartan affairs - stone walls, narrow iron beds, and basic wooden furniture. Candles flicker in sconces along the walls, casting long shadows that seem to dance and shift with each breath of air. Shad tosses her bag onto one of the两张空床. "Well..." She looks around nervously. "Guess this is my new home."

Her heart races as she inspects every nook and cranny, half-expecting something unpleasant to leap out at any moment.

Shad's eyes widen in shock as she hears the moans growing louder, realizing that they're coming from behind one of the doors. Her heart races with a mixture of fear and curiosity – was someone in trouble? Or was this just another aspect of life at Hell's Academy she wasn't prepared for?

Taking a deep breath, Shad hesitates for a moment before deciding to investigate. She approaches the door slowly, her hand gripping the doorknob tightly. With a single swift motion, she pushes it open, revealing...

The demon boy before you is like something straight out of a nightmare - or a particularly erotic fantasy. His chiseled features are highlighted by glowing red eyes, and his ebony fur shimmers in the candlelight. He moans as he strokes himself, his other hand clenched into a fist against his mouth to muffle the sound.

Shad's heart races as she watches him, her cheeks flushing red with desire.

The demon boy pauses mid-stroke, his eyes going wide as they meet Shad's. "Wha...What are you doing here?" He asks, sounding both embarrassed and annoyed at the same time.

Shad stammers an apology, her blush deepening by the second. "I heard moaning and thought something was wrong..." She trails off, unable to take her eyes off of him.

The demon boy sighs, running a hand through his messy hair. "Well...

"No, no, it's alright," he says quickly. "I was just...um...enjoying myself." He clears his throat uncomfortably. "My name's Ramu, by the way."

Shad offers him an awkward smile in return. "I'm Shad." She hesitates for a moment before asking, "Um, well...if you don't mind me watching..."

Ramu blushes slightly at her boldness.

"Well..." Ramu says slowly, glancing between Shad and his still-hard member. "I guess it could be...interesting." He pauses, looking her up and down before nodding slightly. "Alright, Shad. You can stay, but remember to keep quiet."

Shad feels a thrill of excitement race through her as she takes a step closer to him. "I'll be quiet," she whispers, reaching out to stroke his arm.

Ramu lets out a shuddering breath as Shad's touch sends electric shockwaves through his body. He nods, encouraging her to come closer still. She lies down beside him on the bed, their bodies pressed together from shoulder to hip as he resumes stroking himself.

Her eyes are fixed on his movements, watching in rapt fascination as his hand glides up and down over his length. "So tight..." Ramu murmurs, grinding his hips against her.

"Oh fuck..." Ramu gasps as Shad takes control of his member. He moans loudly, unable to believe the audacity - or bravery - of this mortal girl. Her grip is surprisingly firm and skilled, her movements perfectly in sync with his own.

His chest heaves up and down as they work together, their bodies slick with sweat. He glances over at Shad, eyes wide and hungry. "You're not scared?"

"Excited?" Ramu asks, grinning wickedly as he thrusts his hips against her hand. "I could make you feel even more excited..." He pauses, lowering his head to kiss her neck before continuing. "...if you let me."

His words send a jolt of desire through Shad's body, making her shiver with anticipation. She nods, unable to find the words to express what she feels in that moment.

Ramu watches as Shad reveals herself, her smooth skin glistening in the candlelight. His cock twitches in response, the tip already leaking pre-cum. He pushes her back onto the bed, his body weight pinning hers to the mattress.

With one hand still wrapped around his length, he uses the other to stroke and caress her, teasing her folds until she's dripping wet with need. "Are you ready?"

His eyes meet hers, burning with lust and desire as he slowly presses the head of his cock against her entrance. She gasps, arching her back off the bed in anticipation. With one powerful thrust, he buries himself inside her, both of them crying out in unison.

Their bodies meld together, skin on skin, as they begin to move in a frenzy of need and passion. Shad moans his name over and over again while Ramu growls and pants heavily into her ear.

Ramu feels like he could go on forever, lost in the feeling of being inside Shad, their bodies moving as one. "You're so tight," he grunts out between breaths, his hips slapping against her ass with each thrust. Her moans fuel him, driving him deeper still.

His free hand moves up to cup her breast, massaging and pinching the soft flesh until she cries out even louder.

The feel of Shad's muscles tensing around his cock is all it takes for Ramu to lose control. He growls, thrusting harder and faster as he feels the familiar tightness building in his balls. "I'm close...I'm so close..."

With one last powerful push, he empties himself inside her, a long, shuddering groan escaping from his throat as he comes. His hips stutter briefly before stilling, his body collapsing on top of hers as they both catch their breath.

Ramu pants heavily as he looks down at Shad, her face flushed with pleasure and exhaustion. He smiles tiredly, brushing a few stray strands of hair from her forehead. "It's definitely better," he agrees breathily. "You were...incredible."

They lie together for a while longer, their bodies still joined as they catch their breath and come down from the high of their passionate encounter.

As Shad dresses and prepares to leave, Ramu watches her with an amused smile playing on his lips. He glances down at the note she left him, chuckling softly before tucking it into the pocket of his robes. "We'll see about that," he murmurs under his breath.

With a final glance back at her retreating figure, Ramu reluctantly pushes himself up off the bed and returns to studying, already anticipating their next encounter.

Shad blushes furiously as she sees the message pop up on her phone. The video loads automatically, showing a girl just like herself, her lips wrapped around a hard cock as she bobs her head up and down. Her own moans fill the room, echoing in Shad's ears and making it impossible to ignore what she saw earlier with Ramu.

Her heart races as she watches the video, her body responding despite herself. She can almost feel him inside her again, thrusting hard and deep as she moans his name.

The notification lights up Ramu's phone with an angry red glow, and he nearly drops it in surprise. He takes a moment to steady his breathing before typing out a reply. "I don't know what kind of boy you think I am...but I like the sound of that."

His thumb hovers over the send button for a moment longer before finally pressing down, sending the message off into the ether. The anticipation is killing him.

Ramu can't help but grin as he reads Shad's message, the wink and emoji adding an extra layer of temptation. He wants to see if she's really as bold as she sounds in her messages. "Alright," he says aloud, making up his mind. "Let's find out."

With a quick tap on his phone, he dials Shad's number and puts it on speaker. The line rings once before her voice comes through the speaker.