Trapped the Vampire Disciple

Rumors of the Fingers

As soon as the class ended, Zeline returned to the teacher room. Few teachers were in his place.

Sitting pensively, Zeline seemed to be thinking about something.

Who is Athlas Aldridge. His imagination went too far to interpret what the young man's horrifying thoughts meant.

Is he a madman who likes to bite other people? Is he a psychopath who likes to see blood? Or is the new student not human? If not human, then what?

Whatever it is, Athlas is very dangerous. Zeline's aware. New students can hurt people.

"Miss, I've written an apology letter."

Zeline awakens from her daydream, she turns to the student she was assigned to make an apology letter for behaving disrespectfully to her yesterday.

"A letter of apology?" Zeline received the paper.

I'm sorry for being disrespectful to you. I regretted yelling at the teacher. I know that this behavior is against school rules. From now on I promise that it will never happen again. Please forgive me. That's how the paper the student handed over.

"All right, you can go. Don't be late tomorrow. And make sure you're in the classroom!" zeline said after reading it.

The student stared at Zeline in silence. Like there's something he wants to say.

"What's? Wh why? Is there something you want to say?" zeline asked could not bear the gaze of the student.

"By the way, why don't you try to dress up? If you notice quite beautiful if you take off your glasses and change the way you dress. You can be popular."

Zeline is always featured with thick glasses and classic stellan. But she did not expect, her students would bluntly comment on her appearance. Be brave enough after writing an apology letter.

Exhaling tired breaths and closing eyes, "Life does not go according to people's comments. I wear what I think is comfortable."

"...Still, being beautiful and liked by many people will definitely make you happy. I try to be beautiful because of that" said the student.

Both of Zeline's eyes twitched wide.

The thought of a naive high school student. However, Zeline has learned a lot in recent years.

"You can't judge someone by standard or size. Life has many choices. Want to pursue happiness, want to enjoy happiness, or want to create happiness? It’s up to you!"

Life is always about choices.

Before doing anything, Zeline always listened to others and measured her own capacity. However, despite trying to be a person who is liked, there are still those who do not like and underestimate us behind.

With the ability to hear the thoughts of others, Zeline had experienced a lot of pain from their thinking. Therefore, he is tired of putting first what others think to determine his life.

Living without thinking about the negative judgments of others against her, was Zeline's current choice.

Yet... In this world, there is something that does not go according to desire.

Like a new disciple who had made Zeline's mind unsettled.

**

Tomorrow.

On a clear morning, the sun slowly appeared, the birds chirped, the summer breeze continued to blow.

"Eline, breakfast first," said an elderly woman who told Zeline to have breakfast. Zeline lived with the grandmother who took care of her since childhood.

"Later on, Grandma. I had breakfast at school" Zeline replied as she walked up to her grandmother for a farewell, and kissed her wrinkled cheeks.

"Yes, don't forget breakfast" said the grandmother stroking Zeline's hair.

"Yes, Grandma. Zeline left first, yeah."

"Be careful on the road."

The grandmother notices Zeline missing behind the door. Surprised, he could see the grandson's blackened eye bags despite being blocked by glasses.

"Is he okay?" mumbling the grandmother.

And sure enough, Zeline had a hard time sleeping last night. Every time you close your eyes, you will see a red eye that is scary. He looks gloomy.

Zeline patted both cheeks. Reminds him to stop thinking paranoid.

For unexplained reasons, every day at dawn, Zeline takes the first train from her hometown to rush to the school where she teaches. He had to jostle so that it was like he wanted to die, especially with the many thoughts of everyone who made him dizzy.

No wonder, if Zeline's motto is 'No day I'm not tired'.

"Spirit!" zeline exclaimed excitedly.

If he's not encouraging himself, then who else?

I'm really gonna die...

Zeline's heart screamed in frustration.

So many people here. Zeline tried to keep her balance while listening to the chatter of the two women beside her.

"Hey, did you see the discussion online? It's on top search."

"You mean the discussion about the rumors of the fangs? L see. But come on, it's impossible."

"Come on, vampires are bullshit."

"But there's too much evidence to ignore that possibility."

"Can you stop with that bullshit theory?"

"I told you, monsters are real. That damn thing is out there."

"They're really terrible."

Meanwhile, Zeline was silent. His facial lines became stiff instantly. His lips locked for a second. A moment later recalled the fiery red eyes that resembled those of a predator, as well as how terrifying the thought of an Athlas Aldridge was.

He tried to connect in a single point with the chatter he had just heard.

"That's impossible, isn't it?" muttered Zeline thinking critically.

**

Viewed from the victim's mysterious bite marks.

And the researchers believe that it was the work of the vampires.

This is an executive report by reporter Jesse.

We're currently in the Edinburgh Old Town area, Mr. Clark was one of those who passed through this remote road, found the victim who collapsed on the spot and called an ambulance, until now the victim was unconscious...

Zeline was biting her fingernails, a pair of turquoise blue eyes hiding behind thick glasses seemed to focus on the video of the computer screen in front of her. He purposely skipped lunch hour just to find out about the truth of the rumors of the fangs being talked about lately.

Something he really couldn't get better at.

"The vampire is quite mysterious and interesting, isn't it?"

"Gyaa!"

Zeline is startled by Athlas's sudden presence standing next to her desk. Suddenly, Zeline immediately covered the computer screen with her palms even though it was very useless, because Athlas had already seen.

Swallowing the heavy salivary, Zeline stammeredly asked, "You... What do you need to do to the teacher's room?"

"I carry the children's duties in my class which must be collected at lunchtime" Athlas replied as he placed several stacks of books on the table. Today is the second day she is studying at her new school.

It was true that Zeline had asked one of the disciples to put together an assignment, but she did not expect that Athlas would do it.

Now, Zeline was feeling restless and scared. For there were only the two of them in this room, because the other teacher was enjoying their lunch.

"Y-yes, thank you, you can go..."

"Do you think vampires exist, Miss?" athlas asked ignoring the exorcism of the math teacher.

"This is reported in the media so often, it is almost impossible that they are fiction. And there was also some evidence that confirmed their existence," Zeline inevitably replied, she just wanted the young man to leave afterwards.

"What... You feel disgusted at them?" Athlas asked the question, "They ate innocent human blood. Most of the humans I meet, seem to hate vampires a lot."

A human?

Zeline was awkward with what Athlas said, impressed to confirm that he was not human.

"Let's see.." Zeline scratched her suddenly itchy brows, "I haven't thought of it before, but I don't think they're disgusting. Your opinion will change if you become one of them."

Athlas looked stunned for a moment, then smiled obliquely.

Did ya? What would you do if you knew I was a vampire?

Deg. Zeline's heart raced fast. His face turned pale.

So Athlas...

Really a vampire?

_To Be Continued_