DR Academy - Komahina

Asphodelus

"I fucking knew it." Hajime sighed and face palmed himself. Komaeda had just fallen face first on the ground while doing gym. He wasn't good at any kind of physical activity, even though was strong enough to pin Hajime and trap him into a corner, where did all of that strength even come from?

Both at the nurses' office, Komaeda kept complaining at how the rubbing alcohol stinged. "If you keep moving like that, I will bite you." Hajime tried his best to disinfect it. "How did you even get these scars, anyways?" He continued and wiped the leaking blood. "A fucking werewolf... Fuyuhiko, was his name. At least I think so..." Komaeda sighed and showed clear signs of annoyance. "Don't. move." Hajime clenched his fangs and flicked his tongue at him. Komaeda, well, he didn't really care about his scar.

I have explanations to do. Hajime and Komaeda are two of the hundreds of vampires who go to 'DR Academy', or the school that accepts twelve to sixteen year old's who are 'abnormal'. The school is split into four categories; Vampires, Werewolves, Witches and Wizards. They are separated into different college houses, but that doesn't mean they aren't always around each other. One more thing, the only way you can tell who's who is the colour of your tie.

"Oh my god! Look, red ties! Vamp boys!" Girls would often fangirl with delight as they passed.

Everyone plays by the rule except the vampires, the girls would try their best to wear their shortest school skirt and try to reveal as much skin as possible, while the boy's black jeans were so tight it's a miracle that they can even reproduce. Everyone else goes by the dress code and the school rules but they've just accepted that the Vampires can't do that. The Vamp girls think their mission is to show as much skin as possible and the boys think that they have to sleep with as many people as possible, Vamps or not.

"Did I tell you that scars turn me on?" Hajime said as he stood up. "No, you didn't." Komaeda replied and stood up too. They both walked to their class together.

After seating themselves next to each other, they overheard a bunch of Vampire girls talking about a sort of hangover. Hajime quickly got bored by the topic and looked around, noticing a vase of Asphodelus on the teacher's desk and with a flick of his hand, made the vase fall into the ground and smash it into a million pieces. Just reminding you, he sat four rows away from the desk.

"The flowers were ugly." Hajime snickered, making the group of Vamp girls laugh a bit. "Oooh, is Hajime grumpy over some flowers?" One of the girls in the group said while the first three buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned, showing an excessive amount of cleavage. Hajime just smiled at the girl and waved his hand again, making the vase snap back into place and making it look like it was never broken. "No, not at all."

The girl laughed and dragged her finger across the air gracefully, quickly un-tucking Hajime's shirt and popped open the top button.

Author's note: I honestly have no clue if I should continue this, but I guess I'll see if the feedback is positive and continue this if people like it. I do hope its enjoyable to read, though. <3