(I made this when I was still new. I didn't plan it all the way because I made this for fun. Now,I have no interest. It's okay if you read this. I won't stop you.) Aiko Kinoshita,a ghoul who is a new Day Class Student in Cross Academy. She lacks the needed love from her parents since they died when she's still young. Problems arise while time passes by. Investigators increase, hunting for flesh and hiding her secret gets harder. Will she ever surpass these problems and still keep her secret or will one of her problems get her and will lead to something worse than she expected? Read to find out

Your name is Amber. You know you're a ghoul. You know there are Vampires. You know about the night class's secrets. You know the mask you own to cover your identity for when you go hunting was your mother's once upon a time. You know that you are a very rare type of ghoul. But. You don't know what happened in the past. You don't know what is going to happen in the future. You don't know that Cross Academy will change your fate. You don't know that someone will try to tear you down. You don't know that someone will try to bring you up. You don't know what awaits you here at all. But you are about to find out.

Inairi is half ghoul half human with a dark past, how will it go her in cross academy, can she hide her ghoul side from her classmates or will it be relieved

"It's cold." a girl roughly the age of 7 stated as she stared down at her snow-covered hands. 'Pure white snow Miyako.' echoed a ghostly voice, strangely like her own. The girl, Miyako, looked left and right, trying to find the voice only the be met with silence. She casted her gaze back onto her hands. "What is pure white?" she asked again out loud. "What is snow?" 'It is...something that is not red' the voice answered. "What is something not red?" she asked again shifting her gaze to look up to the sound of footsteps approaching her. "Are you lost, little lady?" asked a tall, menacing figure with black scleras and red pupils gazing down at her. 'That is...' May I have a taste of your blood?" asked the mysterious figure as red wings and scaly tails sprouted from his back. 'They eat the flesh and blood of people and their own kind alike. They are beasts disguised as humans.' "Then what am I?" questioned the same girl 16 years later in a city the humans called Tokyo