It's been six years—seventy-two months, 2182 days—since I was cast into this hellhole, they call a school. Luner High. A place where dignity goes to die, and rules were built to cage beings like me.
I despise my mother for sending me here. She said I needed to be "level-headed," whatever that meant,but if burning down my teacher's house after he told me I had anger issues was wrong, I didn't feel it, I still don't.
You see, we're vampires. We don't think like humans. Our emotions are intensified, our senses sharpened, our power unmatched to limits humans can't begin to fathom. So when we love, we obsess. When we're hurt, we destroy. And when we seek revenge… we don't stop until the balance is corrected. So when they dared to say I was broken, I simply smiled—and reminded them how dangerous it is to corner a beast.
Luner High is one of the last ancient institutions still holding tight to their fragile myths and foolish beliefs. They say vampires and humans can never be equal. That the two species must live in structured peace, kept apart. They pride themselves on their "no-vampire" policy. And yet—here I am. Living proof that their traditions are crumbling.
Lately, they've allowed five vampiric students to attend under some scholarship scheme. A desperate attempt to appease the press and silence protestors. They want to prove they've changed. But I know the truth. This place is still a cage. Just with shinier bars. when those students come, they always disappear or are expelled for bad conduct, and the school always make sure to highlight them selves as victims.
Two days from now, I graduate and I'll leaves this cursed place forever. But before I walk out of those gates, I plan to leave a mark they'll never forget.
Leo.
To the humans here, he's just another boy. Charming, athletic, well-liked. But to me? He's a mutt. A cruel, arrogant mutt who spat on vampire pride every chance he got. He led the charge to bully us, humiliate us, and dehumanize us. And the school let him. Hell, they encouraged it.
But I've been patient.
Since the truce between humans and vampires, the old laws have been set. No more biting. No more feeding without consent. And definitely, no killing. The punishment? Death by fire. So I can't touch Leo the old-fashioned way. But I can ruin him in other ways.
The Blood Pie.
It's an ancient recipe passed through my family—members of the White Blood Clan. Only we know it. Only our blood can activate it. Just two drops of essence are enough to do the impossible: turn a human into a mindless, obedient creature. A vampiric slave. Bound forever to their maker.
The spell was made for purebloods. But I'm mixed.
A Half-blood.
Still, no one said I couldn't try.
And if it works?
Leo will serve me.
Every. Damn. Day.
Until he forgets he was ever human.