Whispers of the Unbitten. | Katseye FF Sophia x Manon

Chapter 2 : Silver Necklace..

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The sun filtered through the classroom windows, casting a warm glow over the desks as students shuffled in, their chatter filling the air with anticipation for the day ahead. Sophia sat at her desk, her mind racing with thoughts that seemed to spiral around like autumn leaves caught in a gust of wind. Today felt different; the atmosphere buzzed with an unspoken tension that she couldn't quite place. As she absentmindedly doodled in her notebook, her gaze drifted to the door just as it swung open.

In walked Daniela and Manon, laughter bubbling between them like a pair of bright, carefree spirits. Sophia couldn't help but smile at the sight. "Hey guys!" she called out, her voice cutting through the noise.

"Hey!" Manon replied, but her tone shifted from cheerful to strained in an instant. Just as she was about to greet Sophia properly, a strong, unmistakable scent wafted through the air, making her face contort as she instinctively held her mouth closed. It was a scent that was both alluring and overwhelming, a metallic tang that made Sophia's heart race.

Sophia watched curiously as Manon reached into her bag, her hand trembling slightly as she pulled out a small container filled with pills. The moment she swallowed one down with a gulp of water, Daniela shot her a nervous grin. "You really need to find a better way to deal with that, yea?"

Sophia sighed, a knot of concern tightening in her stomach. What was going on with Manon? The girl had always been a bit quirky, but this was different. As Daniela and Manon made their way to class, Sophia felt a prick of curiosity mixed with worry. She glanced down at the floor and noticed something glinting under the harsh fluorescent lights.

Bending down, she picked up a small red pill that had rolled out of Manon's bag. It was one of the pills she had just taken. Sophia squeezed it gently, and to her shock, a small droplet of crimson liquid seeped out. Her heart raced as she wiped her hand on her jeans, her mind racing with possibilities. "Blood..? Why would she need these?" she muttered to herself, a chill creeping down her spine.

The thought struck her—a wild, almost absurd idea. "Is she a vampire? I need to keep my guard up... but I'll test and see," Sophia resolved quietly, her curiosity piqued. With a determination that surprised even herself, she made her way to class, her thoughts swirling in a chaotic whirlwind.

The hours dragged on, each tick of the clock amplifying her anxiety. As the final bell rang, she dashed through the crowded hallways, her mind focused solely on Manon's locker. She had to know the truth. Arriving at the bank of lockers, Sophia quickly fished out her silver necklace, a piece that had been passed down through generations—pure, gleaming silver. It was a risk, but she needed a way to test her theory.

Placing the necklace carefully in front of Manon's locker, she ducked around the corner, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and dread. She waited, her breath held, listening intently as the sounds of students faded in and out around her.

Moments later, Daniela and Manon approached, laughing and joking as they made their way to the locker. Sophia held her breath, her heart racing in anticipation. Manon kicked the necklace slightly, her foot nudging it closer to her. Just as she bent down to pick it up, a sharp gasp escaped her lips.

The moment the silver touched her skin, a small burn marked her palm, and she winced, a low cry escaping her. "Ow! What the—?!" Manon exclaimed, her eyes wide with shock as she instinctively pulled her hand away.

Sophia watched in a mix of horror and fascination as Manon and Daniela exchanged frantic glances before quickly darting toward the nearest bathroom. "You're a vampire, Manon..." Sophia whispered to herself, realization washing over her like ice water.