I was walking in the hallway when the bell started its fuckin' rings. Too loud that even a drunken man might wake up, upon hearing those banging sounds.

Too much noise, the fuck!

The rings caused students to rush and hurriedly enter their respected rooms. As for me, well, I'm just standing halfway down the hallway, not having any will to move so.

Every student here at this University, was bell's enemies, including me. Try to think of it, you'll sleep late at night, doing some paper fuckin' works. And when the sun rises as the clock strikes at six. Believe me, that's were real nightmares begins.

The rings were scheduled, every six ante meridiem, every break time, noon time, eight post meridiem and midnight. It was good for those persons, whose time conscious. It serves as their cue, on things they're bound to do. But not with me! Whose hobby's to always take a nap whenever I desire to.

I'm not into school's stuffs and whatsoever! I, myself is a no good student. Mind you, I don't come in class on time, passing paper works or doing projects aren't my things. But at least, we're still battling the same opponent, and its bell's banging rings.

This Academy has its own downtown, complete with stuffs that you'll never have any reason to go out. Far from the city and is guarded safely away from dangers. How can someone say that it's do far from dangers when danger itself might be in, with us? Here at this Academy, or it could be in our soul.

High profiled students whose part of royal families. Some are scholars, who exerts an effort of oozing none but still managed to ace every subject that the school will hand. And I don't really know, why mom decided to enrol me in this fuckin' school! When I honestly, don't even have the will, and wealth to be part of this institution, what's with this Academy, anyway? Is it that so special?

Let just say, I finished my course here and had my degree, will that change me? Will that CPA situated at the end of my name, will somehow left something remarkable for others to look for? And will that be a big help, if the crowds surrounds me, had won the prize already?

Until something caught my attention, I looked at it in disdain. It was a bunch of bold sculpted letters placed on the mid Admin building. The letters were formed into two words.

Haven Academy

It's been years since I entered this school and yet, I still haven't clearly understand why mom chose this rather than I, being a home schooled one.

When I'm home schooled, I get to do things on my will. Time on my hand, I get to decides either where or when to spend it. As easy as that.

Looking for friends? Well I don't need one. Friends are someone who will slowly drag you down, once you've started to entrust them some of your secrets. It's like petting a serpent knowing that it'll bite you intently.

Not pretty advisable. Tsk! Tsk!

And you know what's really annoys me aside from that? Is that, it's a warded Academy! Where going out is strictly prohibited and sneaking out isn't an option either, making mom faint is not on my damn list!

Out of frustration I hardly kicked a stone, that's been scattered all 'round.

I was about to turn around and just let this day pass, with me just at my unit having my precious time watching some entertaining animated movies, or series than pushing myself to understand some credit debit fuck method.

Well don't get me wrong. I love accounting. It's just that, it does not love me back.

Unrequited they say.

I was clouded with thoughts, when I realized something...

I then look down and noticed just few stones. But, the hallway filled with so much stones a couple of minutes ago? Since when did the other stones disappear? And what's really intriguing is on how the stones were formed.

I looked around but no one's here, aside from me of course. And the hallway's now in deep silence, students surely in, at their designated areas by now, I guess. And I should also, at my room by now.

I'm running late again! It's the sculpted letters fault anyway! Argh!

So I run my way for today’s agenda, I already know that Ms. Magenta will not let me enter her class anymore, so I'd rather go to the library and have my dream fledge once again. As I wait for my next class, that would probably start after a couple of hours.

The library here is so close of being called 'International Library'. Filled with so many books, that will put nerds to go crazy. If you're a book addict, there's no way you'd go back home.

Estimated 20,000 square meters, that is equivalent into 2 hectares. 30 feet in height and that is 9.144 in meters, 3000 in centimeters. Designed with four corners staircase filled with books in each gaps. Well there's also some desk here, especially designed by famous architects.

I may no good student, but I can excel if I wanted to. Because for me, knowledge is a matter of learning and so, better always choose to learn.

I lay my bag down on the desk as I let my head fell on it, to take a rest, I'm almost there! I am almost at cloudland when I suddenly heard some noise.

Not too loud that our dearest Librarian will pull that person causing the noise out of this wondrous cell. Then I heard it again, my damn ears suddenly get irritated by the noise. Am I that too sensitive? Is my ears are? But, since when?

It's weird.

Fuck!

I stood up and looked around, trying my luck to find where the noise is coming from. I keep on looking around until it leads me to something. Like in the hallway, there's a queue of stones here, line up to somewhere.

I follow the stones until the noise stopped, but I refused to, so I went on, following the stones line up on the floor, it might lead me to something or someone.

So might as well feed my curiosity.

I stop upon reaching the last stone, and when I try to look around I saw nothing, I saw no one.

What the fuck!

I turn around and was about to go back to where I left my bag, when I heard something. There is this certain sounds that totally caught my attention. I am hundred percent sure it's footsteps. Someone's footsteps and I don't know why on hell my heart skips by the sound of each step. When I turn around...

As calm as feather, as quiet as breeze I saw her. A lady with emerald eyes, shines like a precious orbs met my gaze. Wearing black fluffy coat, but don't have fangs or bloodshot eyes, never growls nor have claws. Surely, not a vampire, or a wolf, not even a mortal, as for me, Haunt Mallory a certified human. And now who is she?

"What the fuck! Are you suffering from a short term memory? You're not Dory, aren't you?"

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