Trapped the Vampire Disciple

New Students

A tall young man wearing a summer school uniform is smiling. The young man had thick black hair, a small forehead, eyes that narrowed with a smile, a sharp nose, and thin, curved lips.

"I'm Athlas Aldridge, new student."

Both of Zeline's eyes popped. Not expecting if he had to go back to meet the young man, even more so being a new student in the class he was responsible for.

Surprisingly, the young man was like a different person compared to the one yesterday. His eyes were not red, but golden yellow. Also friendly and warm.

"You are.." Zeline's words were stuck in her throat.

"Hmm? Have we met before, Miss?" and Athlas was still smiling.

"Yesterday──"

Ding Dong

The sound of the first hour bell began to stop Zeline's words.

Is it just similar? thought Zeline while staring intensely at the young man in front of her.

The eyes of the two were clearly different, he still remembered how frightening the fiery red eyes he had seen yesterday. In the end, Zeline chose not to be too paranoid.

"Let me take you to your class" said Zeline in the end, who was met with a nod.

Then Zeline picked up her teaching supplies, and passed by with the new student.

On the way to the classroom the atmosphere was quite quiet, because the students had already entered their respective classes.

A feeling of anxiety enveloped. The tail end of Zeline's eyes glanced at Athlas. How surprised he was when his eyes met the golden-yellow eyes of the young man.

"I remember. Yesterday we met in the corridor, didn't we?" Athlas narrowed his eyes, looking not surprised but clearly displeased.

Zeline's move stopped that second as well. It turns out he was right.

I wonder if he hit me?

Did he see my red eyes?

What am I supposed to do?

Killed...?

Cold sweat dripped from his temples and his heart was racing. Staring horror when he heard the thoughts of Athlas Aldridge who was smiling at him.

Who would have thought, behind that handsome smile was hidden the desire to kill.

Zeline's instincts say that the young man is really dangerous.

What happened to me who saw her red eyes? Now he's wearing contact lenses? Why should I even think about killing me? inner Zeline wondered.

"So... Did we meet yesterday in the corridor?"

Hearing the heavy voice repeating her question, Zeline swallowed the saliva with great difficulty. He tried to fight fear, because he was a teacher.

Yep. The teacher!

A teacher who must educate his students, let's put aside the frightening personality of the student. Zeline must not be afraid of her own students.

Isn't he known as the killer teacher?

Making both of her eyes widen in such a way, Zeline tried a fierce expression. He approached his body towards Athlas' body and poked his forehead.

"And you're not apologizing? You've bumped into your teacher and swore in front of his face! Where's your manners?" omelette Zeline.

Athlas' hand stretched out, touching his forehead which had just gotten a flick. His smile disappeared and stared in disbelief.

"You──"

Zeline stopped the protest that Athlas was about to throw with one of her ears.

"You can't fight your teacher! Get to class!"

Athlas widened his eyes when he found himself being dragged to class, especially by being kicked.

"Take off my ears, Miss!"

The class atmosphere is quite noisy. However, as soon as Zeline opened the door, all the disciples were busy looking for their seats. Looks like they don't want the killer teacher to get angry anymore.

One of the long misty female disciples put down his mirror after tidying up the powder. He stood up, then led his friends to greet him.

"Good morning, Miss. Zeline," the disciples said in a compact manner.

Zeline gestured to sit down at the long-haired female disciple. It could be seen the gazes of curiosity from the disciples at the handsome young man who had come with him.

They had not had time to ask, Zeline opened her voice first, "Yes, well, kids, today your class is the arrival of new students. I hope everyone will be nice to the new student, okay?"

Athlas smiled and squinted, noting that there was a small hollow in his right cheek, "Hello everyone, my name is Athlas Aldridge. Let's get along well."

The arrival of a handsome new disciple was naturally greeted with enthusiasm. Zeline also admitted that Athlas's good looks are above average. If only his thoughts were as good as he looked, it would definitely not make Zeline feel paranoid.

One of the students raised a hand, "I have a question!"

Zeline squinted, wanting to disagree but relented, "What is that? Continue."

Though he just wanted to tell them to hang out with the new student during the break, but only one question is not masala...

"Tell me about your first kiss, Athlas!"

What the...!

Zeline coughed, choking on her own saliva.

"Ah, my first kiss?" Athlas smiled in response to the question, which made Zeline sigh in disbelief as she responded, "It happened so long ago, I don't even remember who I was doing it with."

Instantly the entire class became noisy, especially the girls who shouted hysterically. They talked about how brave and cool Athlas was. Even the schoolgirls were envious of the girl the young man kissed, there were also those who expressed love and asked for a date.

Zeline's forehead twitched. Perhaps they would raise a kiss as a topic of conversation in this sacred class.

These boys... I just haven't kissed Zeline's inner being sliced.

Grabbing a wooden ruler to hit the blackboard several times to cause a loud sound, suddenly the classroom atmosphere is back to be conducive.

"Now." said Zeline, sweeping the class with a fierce look, then ending up staring at Athlas standing next to her, "Let's sit down..."

The disciples swallowed the saliva with great difficulty. No exception Athlas, whose ears still look reddened because they have been fouled, he does not want to be fetched again.

"Let's see," Zeline posed with her hand holding her chin, looking for an empty seat that the new student could sit on, "What about the last seat on the right? By the window? Does that sound good?"

"Yes, Miss," Athlas replied as he nodded slowly. Like not getting dizzy. Then he immediately stepped towards where his chair was.

"Now, let's start class!"

Not wanting to waste any more time, Zeline decided to start learning math. As he wrote on the board, a sharp glare could be felt at the back of his neck.

His neck looks good.

The hand that was holding the chalk stopped. Zeline goosebumps it made.

Imagine how good it would be to stick my canine teeth in his neck and watch him bleed to death.

Zeline's body trembled and her stomach felt twisted. Feeling nauseous from being horrified by what he heard. Even his hands were limp until the chalk he was holding fell just like that.

I wonder how his blood tastes. Sweet or...

Zeline quickly turned to look at the owner of the thought. Athlas could be seen looking at him as well.

Gawking, wide-eyed, stunned. Call it all the surprised expressions. That was Zeline's face at the moment.

Who's Athlas? Not more exactly what?

Well, his body will be scratched here and there to shed blood quite profusely. Last I'll eliminate him.

Zeline looked down when she saw the young man smiling at her.

How could he smile when he thought of something so terrifying?

Zeline believes Athlas Aldridge is more dangerous than she imagined.

_To Be Continued_