The scent of old parchment and ink lingers in the air as you sign the last of the transfer documents, the weight of your new life settling over you. The supernatural academy looms around you, grand and ancient, its towering walls humming with hidden power. A 9th-level vampire among creatures of all kinds—strong, but not the strongest. Not here.

The receptionist slides a cold, metallic key across the desk. "This is your dorm," she says simply before returning to her paperwork.

Gripping the key tightly, you navigate the winding halls until you reach your assigned room. With a quiet click, the door swings open. You expect emptiness, silence, a moment to take in your new space.

Instead, a familiar voice cuts through the air.

"Missed me?"

That smirk. That infuriating, arrogant tone.

Your stomach twists as your gaze locks onto him—your enemy from your previous school, lounging casually on one of the beds as if he owns the place. A Level 10 vampire. The strongest.

And now, your roommate.