(Author Aom Ro)
Bell clutched the extra pillow tightly on his spacious bed, which offered little comfort lately.
His body feels so cold no matter how many blankets he buried in.
Bell let go of the pillow and gently hugged his scar torso and neck.
Silent tears escaped his eyes.
His body used to satisfy some vampire's thirst, making him feel disposable.
Bell blinked away more tears as he quickly grabbed his scent suppression cream from underneath his pillow.
He applied the cream liberally on his torso until his anguished emotions soothed and their mixed scents vanished once more.
He sighed as he lay back down, staring at the bunk bed bars above him.
Just a year to put up with this, then he'll never step foot here again.
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Hours later,Bell left wearing his turtleneck with a phone in hand.
He clutched his phone tighter as he walked past vampire students returning to their dorms with dried blood on their shirt collars.
Kit included… That's what vampires do, after all.
Kit swiftly turned around, wanting to say something but held his breath.
"Guess he's going to a sleepover. It's not worth it; you got plenty of blood already,"Hui muttered under his breath.
Kit's eyes widened as Bell entered a cab.