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Chapter 25

Master office < >
[11:43, 15 January]
No ones P. O. V

The Academy head tutted and sighed while pressing down on the laptop keys with small, controlled taps of his fingertips. Occasionally, he swiped at the Ipad screen and scowled at what popped up on the screen.

"You know... It's been a long while since the creation of Ravenwood," Shouta pointed out suddenly, staring out of the window while he laid on the office couch, his hands neatly folded behind his head, firmly holding their position. And his legs slightly draping over the opposite side, you really could tell just how tall he was.

Akira thought about it for a while and looked up, making eye contact With Shouta. His friend was right. It had been almost five years since the academy was built and ready for business, almost seven years if you included all of the building planning, staff recruitment and getting the Academy name out there into the world, as well as trying to keep it hidden from the government.

"You are right," He replied, proceeding to swipe at the Ipad and tap at the keys on the laptop which sat innocently on the desk, in the same position it was always in, untouched. "Almost seven years,"

"I've always wondered," Shouta started with a mindless yawn. "Why did you wish to create Ravenwood? I mean, to all those inhuman kids out there who think they have nowhere to go, this is... A dream,"

The question forced Akira to pause. Memories, the worst for him. He never liked remembering or looking back on the past, regretting every single detail or wishing he could change one thing or another. He was stuck with the path he created for himself, and if he was going, to be honest, he didn't exactly like the path he laid out for himself but there was nothing else he could do about it.

If he considered ninety per cent of his path something which he wished had never happened, then the remaining ten percent was the creation of Ravenwood Academy and the free spirits it was home to. Akira used to be as carefree as any other person in the world, only really complaining about work and traffic in cities, costs of bills and the annoying neighbour. He had a family; a wife who wasn't a model but was still stunning with her body defining curves and a son who was just as mischievous as any other monkey but was still as precious as an angel.

Akira was content all that time ago, but then things went south and the people he had managed to build a solid foundation of love for were denied. The remaining thing left of the two he held dearly to his heart, the one item which held the last bit of love his family had given him - was a silver ring that had two stripes of rose gold. Akira looked down at the ring which fit perfectly around his finger, perfectly. It was a delicate piece of jewellery, yet it stood out boldly and shone like nothing else in the office of his.

"My son and wife," Akira pursed his lips "They were both Vampires, when I met my wife she was looking for shelter, somewhere to hide. Vampires weren't even tolerated where I used to live,"

"That's true...Even at worst all of us supernaturals were endured, tolerated. People didn't like us but they didn't take any action, none aside from the constant name-calling and minor harassment. But there were places that couldn't stand certain beings, such as vampires." Shouta agreed, narrowing his eyes at the roof as he remembered the harsh times back when he was a young adult.

"Right... And someone who was supposed to be a family friend told the neighbourhood authorities. They were executed on the spot," Akiras usually strong, stern voice faded into a whisper while his fingers trembled. Shouta's eyes focused on his friend who was successfully fighting back his tears. Akira was strong, he was a mere human but he was strong. He only had mortal human flesh and bones that could be shattered easily with the slightest bit of unnatural power, but he was still strong. The DNA flowing through his body, his human blood, there was no doubt he was a human, but yet he was Stronger than most.