**The Facade of Normalcy**

The sun had barely risen over the quiet suburban streets, casting a warm glow over the sleepy neighborhood. Yuko, a seemingly ordinary teenage boy, was getting ready for another day of high school. He lived with his family in a cozy house on a tree-lined street, where the only sounds were the chirping of birds and the occasional bark of a neighbor's dog. As he brushed his teeth, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. His messy black hair, his bright brown eyes, and his awkward smile all screamed "normal teenager." But little did anyone know, Yuko was far from ordinary. He was a demon, born and raised in the underworld, a place of eternal darkness and suffering. Yuko's family had made the bold decision to leave their hellish home and start a new life among humans. His parents, who possessed the ability to shape-shift, had adapted surprisingly well to their new life. His mother worked as a hair stylist at a local salon, while his father ran a small laundry business. They had one strict rule: never drink human blood or attack them. It was a constant struggle for Yuko, who was still learning to control his demonic instincts. As he walked downstairs, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and pancakes filled the air. His parents, already dressed in their human attire, were busy preparing breakfast. His mother, with her stylish hair and bright smile, greeted him with a warm hug. "Good morning, sweetie! Don't forget, I have a client at 9 am. Your father and I will be busy today, but we'll see you tonight, okay?" Yuko nodded, trying to muster up a enthusiastic response. He took a seat at the table, trying to blend in with the rest of the family. His father, with his rugged features and tired eyes, handed him a plate of pancakes. "Eat up, kiddo. You've got a big day ahead of you." The rest of the morning passed uneventfully, with Yuko going through the motions of getting ready for school. As he walked to school, he couldn't shake off the feeling of restlessness that had been building up inside him. It was as if his demonic side was slowly creeping to the surface, tempting him to give in to his baser instincts. At school, Yuko's friends greeted him with their usual chatter and laughter. He tried to join in, but his mind kept wandering back to the underworld, to the darkness and chaos that lurked within him. He felt like a ticking time bomb, waiting to unleash his true nature on the unsuspecting world. As the day drew to a close, Yuko couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. How long could he maintain this facade of normalcy? His parents were vigilant, always reminding him to keep his demonic urges in check. But Yuko wasn't so sure. The underworld was calling to him, whispering sweet nothings in his ear, tempting him to give in to his true nature. As he walked home, the sun dipping below the horizon, Yuko felt a shiver run down his spine. He knew that he was living on borrowed time, and it was only a matter of time before his demonic side took over. Little did he know, his life was about to take a dramatic turn, one that would change him forever.