forum Hush now... it’s just a bad dream. (Vampire Romance, very closed, sorry)

Started January 13, 2020 by @Celeste_X0X0_ group

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(NICE)
(And thank goodness you replied. I thought you hated me TT~TT)
(But thats just me overthinking literally everything lol)

He walked a few minutes away before he heard the roaring engine of the truck outside of the forest by the gate. Not wanting anything to do with it for now and eating was his best chance of surviving without going on a rampage. Man, he really didnt want to do that again.
Thinking about it made his jaw tense. Killing that Child all those months ago. He regretted it with all of the sanity he had left in that stone cold heart of his.
The girls words rang in his head and he couldn’t shake them. Vampires aren’t heartless. They have compassion. Just some a little less than others. He couldn’t help what happened to her. He was just taking a wild guess. That was normally the reason Slayers became who they were today. Not just because they thought it was cool.
Hes run into quite a few slayers and hes killed all of them quickly. Manipulation was key.
Knowing and striking their weaknesses one by one. He’s even convinced one that he himself was a vampire. It was quite fun, he did admit. The others were just bothersome little dogs to be kicked. He never liked animals, and animals never liked him. So he stayed away from them other than pigs. Their blood being closest to human blood, it sufficed another week. Though he was already out. Someone broke into his garage and stole it. Probably a new vampire. Their bloodlust was greater than ones like Min-Hyuk who’s been a vampire for about 2 years now. He still had a long way to go. Curse technical immortality.

Just as he was about to suck the man dry, he heard a howl. Not the wolves or coyotes. Something bigger.
A smirk swiveling up his soft lips, showing his white fangs, he dropped the body and ran. Not taking his motorcycle in case someone recognized him. He traveled extremely fast by foot before jumping over a stream. In midair, he was gone and only a puff of light mist left to match the fog around them.
Vampires, unlike the folk tails, instead of bats…. they turn into mist. Pure breeds have the ability to turn into wolves, though not close to that of a werewolf.
The mist flew through the air close to the ground and into the fog, passing through the gates and through the streets, he reached his destination. Finally.
Behind the store, he glanced at the two men fighting the beasts off, then at the girl.
He knew she was going to get herself into trouble soon. By that phone call, he just scoffed.
The mist disappeared and the vampire came into the scene, quickly rushing towards the wolf pinning the girl down. He was always bad with names, so until he comes up with a nickname for her, “the girl” it was.

As light on his feet as a bird, he jumped over the wolf and took its neck, pulling it aside and to the ground. And off of her. He didnt want her to die. Not just yet anyway.
The werewolf grabbed a hold of his sweater, ripping it across his chest, snarling.
Werewolves and vampires don’t usually get along. And for a good reason.
The smell of either of them can attract the opposite species in a heartbeat. Thats how Min-Hyuk found them so quickly. Though the wolves smelled him also. Which was slight trouble. But so was he.

The vampire snapped its neck, taking to knives ever so quickly and slicing the furred skin on each sides of the wolves spine, disconnecting the muscles and doing the same with the neck where the spine met the skull. Though snapping the neck, resulted in disconnecting the head from the spine.
His hand dug into the nape of its neck and pulled a white and almost silver, long spine from the wolf, making it go limp. It was dead.
Ignoring the girl whether she had gotten up to kill him or not, he quickly swung the strong spine like a whip.
Werewolves, apart from vampires have extremely strong spines. Its held together even when it wasnt with the rest of the body. Maneuverable and easily used as a whip. He was pretty sure he was the only one thats actually used the brutal spine as a whip. It was very effective though.

He quickly dashed over to the larger wolf that the men were holding off, snapping the whip among its hard skull, cracking it. The beast let out a yelp of pain before turning to Min-Hyuk.
“Finally, some decent blood” he mumbled to himself before dodging one of the wolves swipe of its claw, though scratching his cheek, drawing a decent amount of blood, as some was still splattered on his face from his previous kills.
He licked his lips and whipped the spine again at its leg before dropping it and twirling out the blade. It was silver. Yes. You wouldnt naturally see a vampire wielding silver but he had put special protection on the thick handle.
Jumping back then running toward the wolf with his momentum, he slid under the wolf, slicing its chest. Including its heart and about half of the underside of his neck. Before its insides spilled out, he used the wolfs collapsing, heavy body to push his own body away, thus out of the way of getting his body even more dirtier.
He turned to the girl as his hood fell, revealing his face. Turned away from the men, his glowing eyes glared at her, picking up the “whip” and tossing it to her. With that, he fluffed up the hood over his face, annoyed that his shirt got torn. The pale skin of his chest shown underneath, blood drawn. He would get the body once they’ve left. The edge of the forest was close enough to waist in the trees from afar with them still being inside.
He licked his own blood off of his lips, in an almost seductive way before he turned and left, the glint of silver in the moonlight, though not showing the handle covered by his sweaters sleeve would throw off the hint that he was a vampire. Either way though, the men didnt see his face, so he was fine.

Disappearing back into the forest to find any more wolves that might come near. There was a small chance they would, but they would have heard their howls. It was their choice to come and help their brethren or not.

(Nah, you're fine. I don't hate you, just haven't been on for a while.)
(I do the same thing, and overthing literally everything. It sucks, so much.)
(And I've been in roleplays, where it's like it's a cult or something, because you have to have the correct amount of words, a good chunk of writing, it has to be perfect, and if it's not we'll offer you up as a human sacrifice. So I've learned that it's better to be safe than sorry.)
(Not that I think you're like that, though.)

Cressida was not sure what had happened. One moment, she was fighting for her life, and the next, the werewolf had been ripped off of her. She rolled quickly to her feet and grabbed for her knives, and started to fight.

And cue the image of the vampire she had seen earlier, fighting the werewolf that had been on her, literally ripping it apart with his bare hands.

She felt a thrill of anger and hatred go through her at the sight. Why was he helping her? She ignored him and started to fight, her hair plastering to her sweaty face. Blood ran down her body, soaking her clothes. She rammed a werewolf into the wall, and the wall crumbled.

((OH MY GOODNESS I JUST HAD AN IDEA FOR A PLOT TWIST!!!!!!))

Blinking at the destruction, she slit the creature's throat and turned to see how everyone was doing - not, she told herself, checking on the vampire - and held out an arm just as he threw the spine to her.

Twirling it around, the tiniest of evil grins crossed her face. She slid her knives into her belt and burst into action. She spine ripped into the creatures like no weapon ever before had, and she grinned in feral amusement. Limbs flying, hair swaying, spine swining in her palm, she lept into the air, spinning and slicing at any werewolf that came near. It was thrilling, and rather fun, and she laughed out loud as she killed.

But as she did so, ignoring the blood that spattered across her face and body, a tiny part of her noticed how much damage she was doing that she shouldn't have been able to do. Slayers, once they had come of age, were naturally stronger, faster, and smarter than normal humans, but this… this was something else.

He walked calmly through the forest, stepping on the cold stale leaves that had fallen on the trees. A few more months and it would be winter. His favorite yet least favorite time of the year. It was so much harder to hunt in the weather, but also if he were a normal human he would absolutely adore it. He always admired how beautiful the snow was and how the trees looked as if from a painting. His favorite spot to go to year round was a small waterfall deep in the forest that connected to the river that flowed through the forest and to the park in town not far from where he was currently. The water would freeze over and everything would crunch underneath his boots. His pale skin blended in with his surroundings and his nose and cheeks would get all pink as if he were flustered in an anime. It was pretty hard to get him flustered, so to any girl crazy enough to actually like him…. Well… Good luck trying.

But for now he endured the very beginning off fall and took advantage of the leaves still in the trees and climbed them to the very top. His vision in the dark of night tunneling through the leaves and straight to the scene.

He watched as he crouched there, a breeze blowing and a scent from there picking up strong. The scent of werewolves were so putrid he hated it.
Usually he could tell the difference between a live one and a dead one. All of the beasts seemed dead from the looks of the scene, but the strong scent of silver in its bones carried to his nose as he inhaled the sharp cold air into his lungs.
Just as she was about to demolish the last one of them, he turned around to a rustling sound, not witnessing her strength.
His eyes wide and his ears alert. Something was behind him… Was it a wolf? He sure hoped not but he might have been afraid so. Those wolves back there were obviously rabid and gone crazy days ago to just recklessly take on a group of slayers just like that. Why? Well the same reason for vampires. They were hungry and unlike vampires… They had a pack to feed. But it would be him feasting tonight
He guess that was the reason they were able to take them on so easily. They were smart, though not near as smart as vampires by far. But they could stick use their own tactics and plans to take the slayers down. You know… Smartly? He guessed they didn't have any smarts after this.

(Hey, I'm in the same situation here, so… I feel ya.)

When the vampire disappeared, Cressida felt almost disappointed. Almost. She was feeling amazing, and the bloodlust was bursting through her, strong and prominent. She could almost hear the cries of the dead. She relished in the kill.

She killed the rest of the wolves. She must have looked a sight, she thought, as her uncle and cousin turned to look at her and started. She was covered in blood and gore, her hair plastered to her face. She was panting hard, too, and holding a werewolf spine, which her uncle's eyes went to right away.

Then he smiled. It was a strange smile, one she'd seen only rarely. "Well done, Goldling."

The next day at school, all Cress's friends were asking her where she had gotten the nice scrape on her forehead. She had shrugged and said that she had fallen.

Now that she knew how useful werewolf spines could be, she carried one around with her everywhere. Her uncle wouldn't have approved, but she didn't care. She had broken it down, obviously, so that she could hide it, but now she felt prepared.

Late that night once the humans had left the scene, he grabbed one of the werewolves who's body wasn't as damaged, dragging it to the forest. Deep in he sucked it dry, though not satisfying him. It never did. But it would have to do for now. Vampires can't just stop sucking the blood. It's never enough and the only way they can stop is if they don't have any more blood.
The wolves blood burned his throat a little but not too much due to the silver replacing the iron in their blood. It tasted more metallic than normal human blood. Almost sour. Which he enjoyed. He was a major masochist. Enjoying every bit of pain he's in.
But starving wasn't like that. He could mentally and physically feel himself going crazy. He never liked it one bit and he always wanted to get it over with as soon as possible.

The next day, he followed the same routine he followed as always.
Waking up and once again that cat was laying on his stomach, defined with semi toned abs. As he sat up, he stroked it's fur as the white kitten purred before his sister burst into the room. Though before she could even get mad at him her eyes went wide. His shirt was off, which didn't bother his sister. But that huge cut that he had sown together himself was. He was lucky he knew how to do that kind if stuff.
Two huge long cuts going across his chest making his look pretty hardcore, but all his sister could do was feel really bad. She stepped up to him with worry in her cream like eyes. "Min-Hyuk… What happened to you?" she asks, though afraid to know the answer. She did admit.. She was scared of her brother. After what he's done before… She never looked at her big brother the same.
She looked down at his chest as she sat down on the bed by his legs before looking to her kitten Phoebe. It sprang up with a meow and laid on Seo Hyeons lap.
"I got in a fight yesterday. It's not very deep. Just long. I'm fine" he shrugged, a small smile on his lips as he ruffled her hair playfully revealed his ebony white fangs.
"I'll…. I'll go get the bandages from the first aid kit I keep in my room. Get ready for school, you're going to be late as am i" she says with a smile. She still loved him dearly, but she was also afraid.
He stood and watched the small kitten slip out of the door just before she clicked the wooden slate shut.
Stretching, he cursed himself for whatever reason. He was too tired for this. As he always was. Vampires could never actually fall into a deep sleep. Only short little dreamless ones. Nightmares, sleep paralysis and insomnia all worked together to keep him up. But little do you know. HE ALREADY HAD THAT PROBLEM BEFORE HAND!
He was diagnosed with plenty of things when his mom and sister said he needed actual help. Before he was turned that is.
He was diagnosed with depression and anxiety which he still has and is very prominent in his life. Severe paranoia, though he never voices it, you can see it in those mirror like eyes when they flicker from a side to the other and his actions. He'll never turn his back on anyone. Schizophrenia was one he was diagnosed with and lived all of his life with ever since he was four. Ever since his father died in war but it was later revealed to him that that wasn't the truth and he's been lying. Long story. He would be happy to explain later. All of the men in his life were trash anyway. He never cared for them. Except for his best friend.
He shook his head from the thought of his father.
He slipped on proper pants instead of the sweatpants he wore then his sister came back with bandaging to go around his chest, back and shoulders to keep it in place.
She smiled as she stepped up to him. "it's going to hurt. So just stand still please" she says as she started.

Once done, he pulled over a red hoodie with some Korean words on it. "you cant wear that to school!" his little sister says looking up to him with her arms crossed, disapproval written all over his face.
"nobody knows Korean dimwit. So I can. I've been doing it since the first day. It's fine" he rolled his eyes and grabbed his bag. "you ready? " he turned around and asked her.
"yep, let's get out the door before Dad wakes up" she whispered.
Once they got outside and into his car, he turned to her as he turned the keys in the ignition.
"he's not our dad. He's an abusive drunk that hurts you every day. That's not a father. That's a monster" he hissed before pulling out.
After a long silence, they parked at the school and got out, his eyes scanning the parking lot for that girl. As his sister got out, she looked at him with a dark expression. "not very different from you… " she stated before slamming the car door shut. "monster" she mumbled. Knowing her brothers hearing could catch that before running up to her friends with a smile like nothing happened. That hit him hard in the chest. He loved his sister so much. He never did do anything directly to her or hurting anyone she cared for. Why was she like this?
No one understood…
(man, he sounds so emo right now XD)

He headed towards the school and quietly up the stairs to the music room with a not in his unsatisfied stomach.

(okay so I have a character that I'm gonna put in and he's super sweet. He's also Min-Hyuks best friend, so that's why it's kind of important.

(YAS!!!!!! AND THEN AND THEN AND THEN WHAT IF HE WAS AROUND WHEN SHE LEARNED THIS, BECAUSE HER UNCLE TOLD HER!!!!! LIKE, MAYBE MIN WAS OVER FOR A SCHOOL PROJECT OR SOMETHING?)

YES

(Oh, you're fine lol)

With a ton of homework to do, and not in the mood to be around people, Cressida went to the third floor of the school and into one of the rooms she and her friends had found yesterday. It was the piano room, where she had met the vampire. Her lips twisted into a scowl as she remembered the events of last night, and she shook her head, leaning against the wall and closing her eyes.

She was tired. The extra burst of energy and strength last night had drained her more than before, and she was regretting it. She rubbed her eyes and plugged her headphones into her ears, to listen to music.

(By the way, Mins bisexual and he low key has a thing for his friend, but he’s in love with his sister. Yeah, its in the OG story lol. Anyway, it wont cause a ton of problems but it might set him up for some friendly teasing before him and Cress fall in love and hes prolly gonna deal with a small heartbreak, possibly showing Cress that he truly does have feelings and hes actually a sensitive more.)

Walking through the halls, he recognized a friendly familiar voice. A small smile appeared on his face as he turned to his friend. A taller than him Japanese boy covered in freckles, and his hair was a mix of ginger orange and honey brown, radiant bright blue eyes. He had a triangular face And a very prominent jawline. Hes 6’2 skinny and quite muscular. he's a lot cuter than a lot of the japanese people he often gets mistaken for Korean. His face is covered with freckles and he has big bright stunning blue eyes but he has big round glasses that covers how bright they are. He has kind of wavy/curly reddish blonde hair that goes crazy. It covers up his very freckly forehead (which he hates). And in the back its shaved off a little bit but he always lets it grow out a little bit before he shaves it again. He never uses gel for his hair. He despises it. He has bigger than normal ears but he hides it with his hair but it doesn't always cooperate. He has pretty nice eyebrows and they are kind of brownish red but they have a really nice shape. He’s very insecure about his appearance because his dad always told him that he would never amount to anything because of how he looked. He has very white teeth, and when he smiles it makes anyone who sees it happy (that was a metaphor not seriously, he doesn't have that type of super powers. he takes extremely good care of them just like the rest of his body.

The boy came over to his best friend with a smile. “Hey Min-Hyuk! I didnt see you yesterday. What happened? CC did’nt even know where you were” he tilted his head like a puppy as they walked. “Hey Ryuu… sorry, i went walking in the forest and got a little lost last night. Don’t worry, I’m fine though” he waved it off”
They went up the stairs to the third floor as they talked, a smile on Min-Hyuks face that was extremely rare and specially saved for Ryuu.
They turned to the music room as Min-Hyuk talked with expressions nobody ever saw.
Ryuu quickly saw the girl in the music room and immediately apologized.
“Oh golly gee, I’m so sorry! We didn’t realize anyone was in here” he says warily. Though Min-Hyuk stopped and sighed. “No, its fine. I know her. You should probably go to class. My sisters most likely looking for you” he says with a kind smile. “Oh, okay? Well see you after class hopefully! “ he says ruffling Min-Hyuks hair, in which his face turned slightly noticeably red before he left.
He turned back to the girl, trying to fix his hair. “Miss me already huh?” He chuckled lightly. He was in a much better mood now.

(Okay! This is gonna be so cute ahjisdfbhdb)

Cressida was listening to music, minding her own business, when the two had come in. Right. Apparently he used this room a lot.

Another guy was with him. This other guy was cute, and after examining him, she realized that he wasn't anything different, anything otherworldly. She grinned at the guy before he left, but when the vampire spoke to her again, the smile slipped from her face.

"No," she said flatly, pulling her earbuds from her ears and pushing herself gracefully to her feet. "I did not. Why'd you send him away? Does he know what you are?"

(Oh I’m excited! What’re you gonna do? ‘,:)

He rolled his eyes once again, clicking the door shut gently, the light flooded in onto him as he walked into the room, casting a large misty like shadow behind him on the floor and on the wall.
“Yes. He does” he says with a little smile, though disappearing quickly when he looked back to her.
“It doesn’t matter to him. We’ve been friends ever since i was 8.” He says sitting up on the counter that they had yet to take down. Before the music room, this was a chemistry room. They took down all of the faucets and desks in the middle, but the counter that aligned the wall was never taken out, either with the high cabinets above it. He was careful not to hit his head. His black hair was still a mess, almost looking cute in a way. If you actually looked at him as not a monster that was.

(Who knows… innocent smile)

"Fasinating," she said sarcastically, shoving her phone and headphones into her backpack. Well, there went her quiet time. "I was dying to know how long you've known each other." She shrugged her shoulders. She was wearing a tank top, but as usual, her tattoo was covered by the jacket she always wore.

She glanced at the vampire. "Why does he still hang around you then, if he knows you're a monster?" She sounded genuinely curious.

(XD I’m nervouscited!)

He was getting quite pissed off now. “You know what, could you please stop?” He says seriously, letting himself lightly off of the counter. “He’s known me before i became this, and I haven’t changed much you know. Its not my fault I’m this way. So please… just shut the hell up you annoying b*tch. Don’t think its your job to ruin my life even more than it has been alright? I’m already doing a mighty fine job doing it myself.” he hissed.

He wasnt about to put up with her calling him a monster any longer. Though the only way he was going to hurt her is if she actually tried to kill him, due to the vampire instinctively fighting back and if she so much as lay a finger on anyone he loved. That only included his sister, Ryuu and his oh so fragile mother.

There was a stunned silence. Cressida blinked at him, shocked into speechlessness. Then her anger flashed up, stronger than it should have been, under the circumstances. She scowled at him, glaring so hard it was suprising he didn't drop down dead. Pounding filled her ears, and she saw red.

Next thing she knew, she was standing right in front of him, glaring into his face. She had moved quicker than a normal Slayer could. "What did you call me?" She hissed, and her eyes flashed a deep golden-green. "You dare to try to tell me that you had no hand in your transformation? Ha! Nice try, vampire!" Her lip curled in disgust. "Do you really think you can trick me with those lies? I know when I'm being manipulated. You're just a heartless creature. You don't care about him. You don't care about anyone! So nice try, creature. Maybe tell me that you're still normal, still human once you've actually manned up. You're not the only person with a sob story, so just SHUT UP ABOUT IT ALREADY!!!!" She was screaming by now, her eyes a deep gold. She was panting hard, and heat was rising through her, pulsing through her veins…

And then she blacked out.

He stayed there and let her yell in his face. He felt his chest twist and felt like an anchor.
Why did Ryuu stay with him? He knew Ryuu was in love with his little sister of only one year difference.
But…. was that the only reason. Did he think of him as a monster?
Her voice went quiet as did everything else and a high pitched ringing noise and everything seemed to turn into monotone colors. Overthinking everything and anything that would come to his mind.
He opened his mouth to speak but her body fell to the floor and with his reflexes he caught her, though regretting it. Maybe he should have just let her bang her head on the floor, crack open and let her bleed to death. That would be awfully nice. He let her down on the floor and sighed, sitting at the closed piano.
Remembering that day like it had just happened a few seconds ago.
The fangs seeming into the lower side of his neck, gasping for air on the ground as the vampire held his repulsing body up off of the cold floor of the basement at the party. He was pressured into the party in the first place, tricked into it more or less.
The one time that he turned his back and actually relaxed, trying to have fun…. he was pulled away and dragged down the hard wooden floors and slammed against the wall.
He already knew what to do…. if it were a normal human. Not knowing the existence of vampires, he tried his best to fight back and failed.

A few seconds later his eyes wide, looking up at the dark ceiling as the face of the vampire smiled at him, humming softly as she stroked his hair. “Hush now….. its Just a bad dream” she hummed, her voice beautiful like a siren before her oh so very deadly fangs sunk into his neck, blood seeping out. None being sucked. No…. something was being injected into his veins. Something that would ruin his life.

He quickly snapped out of the horribly painful memory and pushing it away as a hot tear rolled down his cheek. It was too horrible to relive in the moment. Not now, and not here.
He turned to the girls body and picked her up, stepping down the stairs carefully with gentle hands, down to the nurses office. He was basically her best friend in the school and she knew, as she was also one. Though she was going to die soon. Planned of course. Sadly, hes known for a while and he understands so he doesn’t stop her. But for now, he was going to try to help this annoying girl.

Cressida was hot to the touch. She looked normal, but she was sweating, and breating hard, and she was hot, very hot.

The nurse clucked worriedly as he lay her down on a bed. She tried to place ice packs on Cress's forehead, but they melted and went limp. So the nurse called her uncle about it, who came right away.

"She hasn't taken her medicine," he told the nurse. "She takes drugs to tone down the symptoms. She must not have last night." As Cressida was fed the stuff, she gradually cooled down and calmed down, stilling into a peaceful sleep.

The calendar by the nurse's desk, all decorated with kitten pictures, had today's date in a red number. A small white circle was next to the number.

The night of the full moon.

Min-Hyuk stayed with her the whole time, quiet and in the corner on a wooden chair, sleeping peacefully as well. Though a light sleep as he could never enter a deep one.
His arms crossed and his hoodie over his messy hair as his lips were parted ever so slightly as the cold air blew from his lungs, looking as if it were winter. That's how his breath always looked, with being so cold and all.

He wanted to tell her everything. She didn't understand. But it was fine, because now he knew what she was. A monster as well. And guess what? She had no say in it either. So she could finally understand.
But she could never fully understand the pain, the hard work, the trauma that he went through to get to this place today. And he didn't even want to be there.

For now, he'll wait until she wakes up. Hopefully his uncle wouldn't realize a boy was here with his daughter. Not that he cared for her. But he might get the wrong idea.

Cressida awoke while he was still asleep. She glanced up and looked around. The vampire was sitting on a chair next to the bed, fast asleep. Her lip curled, and she scowled at the sleeping form before standing, holding her arms out to keep her balance as all the blood rushed from her head. She grabbed her bags from the door and left the bedding area, where she was met by the nurse.

"Oh, honey, are you sure you should be up right now?" The nurse asked her, looking concerned.

"I'm fine," Cress mumbled. "Besides, I need to get to class." She shouldered her bag and left, feeling as though she had been repeatedly hit over the head with a baseball bat.

His deep, soft voice came from behind her “you’re welcome by the way” he says standing up and leaning on the wall, his arms crossed, his hair still a mess.
The nurse looked at him, then to her with a look as her eyebrows creased up then sighed.
Min-Hyuk didnt expect her to say thank you. Maybe curse him out. He didnt care.
Pride left him quite a while ago. He hasn’t really stood up for himself, but this girl was getting annoying.
So if she yelled at him like that one more time, he was going to teach her a lesson. Though he wasnt going to hurt her. Just talk to her. Thats all…

He walked out of the door, not even bumping shoulders with her as he walked out.

Cress didn't even asknowledge that he had spoken, just walked away from him, as if he was no more than a wall. To tell the truth, she was embarrassed that she had lowered her guard to a vampire. She was cursing herself.

She walked to class, her bag over her shoulder. It was one of her least favorites, as the teacher sucked, and the vampire was in that class.

She sat down in the back. She was a little bit early, having woken up about ten minuted before the bell. She pulled her sketchbook from her bag. No one was around, so it was safe to draw.

Cressida's sketchbook was possibly her most prized posession. She drew anything and everything in it, but mostly battle scenes that she had been in. If anyone would have found it, they would have been concerned.

She flipped to a page with a small sketch on it, and started to draw, adding darker lines, and more detail, until a bleeding heart, wrapped in thorns, took shape.

Min-Hyuk on the other hand had walked through the halls and passed the bathroom. He turned the corner only to find the same group of guys from a few days ago. One taller than all of them with long blonde hair going down to his jaw and an acne infested face and blue eyes that wouldn't have stood out at all if he wasn't wearing a light blue hoodie.
The other three were almost cliche looking. Two brunettes and a dirty blonde, all either shorter or as tall as Min-Hyuk.
He had smelled them from a mile away, though he still decided to take that route. Is was near the class he needed to be in and no teachers were around, all in the teachers lounge for a small break. He ordered it this way. No one was around to see them.
"Hey Min, Whatchya up to Huh?" the taller one swung his arm over his shoulder as Min-Hyuk simply stepped away, ignoring them.
This made him a little mad so he grabbed his shoulder and banged him against the lockers, then grabbed his thick black hair, banging his head against the locked, denting it a little and forcing him to look up. He showed no signs of resisting whatsoever. "hey, we just want to talk. Catch up alright? Don't be an asshole " he basically spat in his face. Still doing nothing, standing there with his head pressed hard against the locker and his hands in the pocket of his sweatshirt, his face was calm until he punched him in the face when he didn't answer him, right in the cheek. His bottom lip caught his sharp fang, ripping it and syrupy cold blood trickled down his chin. He wiped it away before it could ruin his sweatshirt, smearing it a bit on the side of his chin.
"say Goth boy. You seem to like those piercings. Mind if we rip em out? " he says flicking his cross earring, tugging on it slightly and slowly. He didn't even say anything. He would be pretty pissed if he did it though. Only if they kept the piercing. His ear would easily heal and he knew how to sew. So it wasn't a problem. But those earrings were about 20 bucks alone at hot topic.
The boy ripped his earring out and laughed a bit, throwing it to the ground besides Mins foot. He used his foot to subtly slide it under the locker so nobody would pick it up when heading into class.
He hit his chest and Min-Hyuk took a deep cold breath in as he did, wincing in pain a little. He had covered it up today after stitching it up last night but it still hurt like hell.

"hey guys, I think I found his weak spot" he laughed, waving them over. This could all most likely be heard from the classroom that he had next.

They jerked him forward, banging his forehead on the locker one more time for good measure, making a. Small trickle of blood slowly run down his face until they jerked him into the bathroom.
He never knew why they picked him, but he didn't ever stand up to them although it was obvious they could. Drops of blood on his neck from his ear and down his forehead in his left eye a little bit. He wasn't so sure they "just wanted to catch up".
They punched him in the gut hard then noticed something. A bandage on his should from where his hoodie was tugged. "oh what happened here? Or are you trying to look cool?" the shorter, yet more muscular brunette says with a sweet, ripping his hoodie off to reveal the bandage.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you" Min said quietly as he sighed, cold mist in front of his face. They only snicker and began to rip it off.

(he's a big boi though. He can handle himself. XD)

(also, I can't wait until she actually warms up to him a little lol)