❣️ 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 | 𝐤.𝐣𝐢 ❣️

☁️ 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞 ☁️

{Y/N POV}

"Hey Y/N!" Lucas says when he sees me in the courtyard.

"Hi Lucas, have you seen Jongin anywhere?" I ask.

"Didn't he spend the night at your place?"

"Yea he did, but when I woke up he was gone."

"Eh, I wouldn't think too much of it. Maybe he just wanted to get here early."

"Mmm, you're probably right. Mr. Kim is his dad after all and maybe he needed help setting something up for classes today?"

"Yea, see? Told you there was nothing to worry about lil mama," he says, smiling and ruffling my hair. Me and Lucas have a little sister-big brother type of friendship.

We both walk through the doors but are immediately stopped by a security guard.

"You two are normies, right?" he asks us.

"Uhh, yea. Why does it matt—"

"Xuxi Huang and Y/N Ricci?" we're cut off by another question.

"Yes," we answer in unison.

He writes something down on a piece of paper and gives it to us. It seems to be room number, "127".

"That is your room for the remainder of this month."

"But most of our classes are on the other si—"

"JUST. GO."

Intimidated by his tone, we made our way towards the hall, but I take a quick glance behind us before we reach it. It seems like what we just went through is happening to other human students too.

"Y/N, what's going on?" Lucas asks.

"I think they're separating us humans from the vamps."

"Why?"

"I don't know. Wait, but shouldn't you know? You've lived in Bloomingville longer than me."

"...I've only been living here for a year..."

"Oh. I had no idea..."

We finally reach the room and I recognize the other human students in there: BamBam, who's a basketball player, Kamal, Hoseok, Seonghwa, and three cheerleaders, Hyejin, Jimin, and Seulgi. We sit down and several of our phones ding at once, making us all jump.

[𝗖𝗼𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗝𝗲𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲 🖤💖📣] 𝗡𝗼 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿. 𝗦𝘁𝘂𝗱𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗶𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀!! 📚🎄

"Yo, Lucas, cheerleaders, did you guys just get that text too?" BamBam asks.

"I did," I say, and the others nod in agreement. "What do you think is happening?"

"Finally, a dead month!! Skrrt skrrt!!" he exclaims, ignoring my question. Should've known, no use asking him.

A male teacher then walks in, locking the door tightly behind him. He then clears his throat to get our attention and introduces himself.

"Greetings students. My name is Kim Namjoon, but to you, I am Dr. Kim. For the remainder of this month, you will come into this room everyday. There is to be no talking, phones, or eating until lunch. Any questions?"

Jeez, he seems so stuck up. Seeing that none of us had any questions, he sits down at his desk and gets to work on his computer, probably assigning us stuff.