Immortal Heart |Hyunin

My life

P.S. I am back with the story someone of you requested and I was so long time thinking of the topic and the vibe and couldn't come up with something at first. It was just so hard to combine both of them that will fit in my head and then just it has come to me the idea of a vampire story as i didn't have one. It is a strong story with deep emotional description, mind it! But i guess i finally enjoy every part of this one for sure! I will post several chapters at once to feed you with plot. I hope you will enjoy it, i tried my best in this one, it's my first vampire story. 

The late summer sun filtered through the windows of the classroom, casting golden streaks across the floor. I.N. sat at his desk, chin propped on his hand, half-listening to his teacher drone on about the upcoming school trip. His mind wandered elsewhere, already buzzing with excitement for the break from their routine.

"I.N.!" Felix hissed from the desk next to him. "You ready for tomorrow?"

I.N. blinked, pulling himself back to the present. He glanced at Felix, his best friend since middle school, who had the usual mischievous grin on his face. Felix was always excited about something, and this trip was no exception.

"Yeah, man," I.N. muttered, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Just hope it doesn't rain. Busan's supposed to be amazing this time of year."

Han, their quieter but equally sharp-witted friend, turned from the desk in front of them. He was more cautious than Felix but always down for a good time. "I just want a break from school," Han said, rubbing the back of his neck. "I could use a few days away from all this."

I.N. nodded in agreement, his thoughts returning to the trip. A couple of days at a village near Busan, a break from classes, a chance to hang out with Felix and Han without any of the usual pressures. It sounded like a perfect escape.

By the time the next morning arrived, the trio found themselves boarding the school bus along with their classmates, chattering about all the fun they planned to have. Felix immediately claimed a window seat, Han sat beside him, and I.N. took the seat across the aisle, earbuds already in, listening to some chill music to start the trip. The bus rumbled out of the city, leaving behind the towering buildings of Daegu and heading toward the coast.

For the first few hours, everything was normal. Felix and Han spent most of the time gaming on their phones, occasionally pulling I.N. into their conversation. I.N. leaned back, enjoying the peaceful vibe of the trip, the cool wind from the open windows making the journey feel refreshing.

It wasn't until they neared the outskirts of a village, surrounded by forests and narrow mountain roads, that something changed. The bus jerked slightly, a sharp turn causing everyone to grip their seats. The air filled with uneasy murmurs. I.N. sat up, pulling out his earbuds, glancing at Felix, who was now staring out the window, his brows furrowed.

"Was that normal?" Felix asked.

Before I.N. could answer, a deafening sound ripped through the air—a screech of metal on metal, the bus lurching to the side. The world tilted violently, throwing I.N. against the window, the jarring crash reverberating in his bones. Screams filled the bus, and in the chaos, everything became a blur of color, noise, and pain.

The next few moments felt like an eternity. The bus skidded off the narrow road, crashing into a guardrail before finally coming to a shuddering stop at the edge of a steep hill. Silence fell, broken only by the groans of the injured and the creaking of the damaged vehicle.

I.N.'s head pounded, his vision blurred, but he quickly realized he was still in his seat, hands shaking as they clutched the armrests. He could hear Felix groaning beside him, Han mumbling something under his breath as he checked for injuries.

"You guys okay?" I.N. asked, his voice hoarse. His heart was still racing, his body trembling from the shock.

Felix winced, holding his side but nodding. "Just...just a bruise. I think."

Han had a small cut on his forehead, but it didn't look too bad. "I'm fine," he muttered, already trying to help those around him.

I.N. gingerly touched his side. A bruise was forming where the seatbelt had dug into him, but other than that, he felt okay. "We should get out," he said, his voice steady despite the panic rising inside him. "Make sure everyone's alright."

The doors of the bus had flung open during the crash, and the students, some injured, others dazed, slowly began making their way outside. I.N. helped Felix and Han, making sure they were stable as they stepped out into the cool afternoon air. The village they were supposed to visit lay just ahead, the old buildings now distant against the backdrop of looming mountains.

A few minutes later, the wail of sirens filled the air, and emergency vehicles arrived at the scene. Paramedics rushed toward them, checking on the students and escorting the injured to nearby ambulances. I.N. watched as his classmates, some bleeding, some limping, were tended to. He felt a strange sense of detachment, as if he were watching all of this from a distance.

"You okay, kid?" A paramedic asked, looking him over.

I.N. nodded. "Just some bruises."

The paramedic looked doubtful but moved on after checking him over. Felix was already getting his side wrapped, and Han's cut was being bandaged. It all felt unreal, like they were trapped in some kind of nightmare.

As the sun started to dip below the horizon, the students were taken to the local hospital for further checks. I.N. sat on a bench in the waiting room, the sterile white lights casting a harsh glow over the room. Felix and Han were beside him, their injuries minor compared to some of the others.

I.N. felt the adrenaline begin to wear off, exhaustion seeping into his bones. He stared at his bruised hands, still trying to process the events of the day. The bus ride, the crash, the narrow escape from something far worse—it all felt like a blur.

"I guess we're lucky, huh?" Felix said quietly, his voice unusually serious.

I.N. nodded, but something about the way Felix said it made a chill run down his spine. He glanced outside the window, the darkening sky casting long shadows over the unfamiliar village. It should've been over—just a terrible accident, a fluke.

But deep down, I.N. couldn't shake the feeling that this was only the beginning of something far darker.