In an apartment, a handsome yawning 16-year-old boy with dark silver-blue hair and blue eyes woke up from bed after stopping the annoying sound of his phone's alarm. Sitting up, he looks out his bedroom window and sees the sunlight entering inside.
"Another day, another struggle…!"
The boy slowly dragged his body out of bed and got ready for school, showering, picking out his clothing which was his Kuoh Academy Uniform with a red shirt, his jacket with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, black jeans, blue shoes with white accents and white hoodie to keep him safe from the sunlight.
He quickly got dressed and seeing how he still had enough time for a quick breakfast, the boy decided to rush towards the fridge.
"Let's see what we have today. "
Opening the fridge, I barely found anything good that wouldn't make me throw up, thanks to a past accident that made me have some pretty sensitive tasting buds. And while I could eat almost anything that's considered food, contrary to what most people would have thought, that doesn't mean I could enjoy the taste of all of them.
The best thing that doesn't make me directly regret my decision is usually anything that isn't overly complicated or that has more than one spice in it, which is why I tend to eat simple meals.
Taking two pieces of toast and putting them into the toaster, I turned around to close the fridge, when I saw a rather big raven landing on my windowsill.
"Morning, Scar. Do you want some bread?"
The raven nodded at me and while it may seem and sound crazy, I actually like this little guy. He was the first friend, I made when I moved here from Tokyo.
Having to bury both my parents and my older sister, made me realize how much I missed them and their love and how hard my life will be without them looking after me and helping me when I was in need of their help. Not to mention that thanks to whatever that girl did to me a few years ago, my life was never like before, but even though it made my life significantly harder, thanks to that I had to become quite picky with my food and even got to learn the hard way that I'm kind of in need of drinking one liquid I never ever thought I would have to drink to live, and that is human blood.
It was a harsh period of my life and only thanks to Scar and my aunt did I manage to get out of my depression. I met Scar when he was fighting against an owl and while I was certain that he would have somehow won the fight, I couldn't let the poor little thing die due to its serious injuries, and so after I chase away the owl, I looked around to see if there are any other owls or even raves that could attack him, and thankfully there weren't any of them around so I gently picked him and took him to my aunt clinic.
While she wasn't a veterinary nurse, she knew how to treat wounds, even if those wounds were on a raven. Thankfully she was free when I got there with the wounded raven, and after half an hour she walked out of the room with a little dark raven that looked like a mummy.
The next day we took him to a proper veterinary doctor to check him and after that, he kept following me everywhere I go. Sometimes he even sleeps in my room while other times he will bring me all kinds of trinkets or even money which, to be honest kind of make me smile at how thoughtful he was.
Snapping out of my thoughts when I saw Scar looking angrily hitting me with his beak, I could only smile at him while at the same time I broke some bread for him. After that, I took my toast and put some peanut butter and jam on them.
Eating my breakfast, I begin to think about how I would try to integrate into my new school. The school had become a co-ed school over the summer and my aunt decided to enroll me here as it will, without a doubt, make her job of taking care of her only nephew, easier than going almost daily to Tokyo to check on me.
To be honest, I didn't even hesitate to move from that place, as it held some bad memories related to how my family died and the only reason I'm still alive is that I was at a local shogi competition, which I won, but at what cost?
As I was drinking a mouthful of my daily dose of human blood, yeah human blood, that episode when I was at a club and met a girl, made me into some sort of vampire or some similar kind. While the sunlight won't harm me, it will make me slightly uncomfortable, not to mention my need of drinking blood every few days to remain sane as I would like to avoid transforming into a crazy bloodsucker monster.
Unfortunately, I had to experience that before I even know what was wrong with me and I would not recommend going through that. At first, the symptoms weren't visible, but as the days passed by, I found that I was slowly, but surely becoming better at anything.
Running? Break the record in just a weak. Seeing at night? I could outrun a cat with bat sonar if I wanted to.
At the same time, my other sense had also got an overhaul upgrade.
Unfortunately, I also remember the first time I went lost my sanity to my blood hunger and killed a poor man that was drunk and passed out in an alleyway. Every now and then I dream about his face when he saw me sinking my teeth in his neck and the horror on his face when his life was being drained from him.
Shaking my head to forget about those dark times, I saw Scar, tapping the clock that I put in the kitchen. Apparently, I was about to be late on my first day at school....