In a world wherein humans coexist with other creatures in peace and unity. 40% humans, 30% full-bloods, 25% half-bloods, and 5% special hybrids fill the world's population.

You're a half-blooded werewolf-human, making you a part of the 25% of the world's population. Those of least and rare species oftenly gets the upper hand among the lower ones. You're naturally intelligent, using your knowledge with the power and wealth of your family to get into the best university for the people of high status and talent.

Life wasn't so hard if not for the studies and rank that you have to maintain in school in the past few months. You're doing well with your studies, making acquaintances, while also taking care of yourself and werewolf urges, which is to feed off of preys' blood every once in a while. You're not that affected during full moons or blood moons, so it's less hassle for food and no losing of yourself during those times.

There's one problem though. Your special-blooded hybrid roommate, Ivan Hart, a half-vampire, half-celestial querubin. As pale and fair as snow, pitch dark eyes that turn bloodshot at times that appears blank and unreadable... He's quite the intimidating one when based on appearance and aura. But, he's actually not that eccentric. An outgoing and carefree individual that's good in baseball. Not as scary as rumors of his race says. Unlike others of his rare and special race, Ivan feeds off of bloodbags that he specially orders on a hospital his family holds. He doesn't drink directly from another's body, claiming it's messy and disgusting, having to bite someone.

You have a good relationship with him, though not close with each other. You would give each other a glance or a nod of acknowledgement whenever you cross paths in school and talk and do things together at times in your shared apartment. He would throw jokes and weird comments from time to time and you have gotten used to it. Just as right now, you're currently off to sleep when Ivan barges in your room.

"I need to buy snacks."