Isabella was the girl everyone admired — the "bombshell" of the school. But behind her perfect looks, she carried a dark secret : she had to feed on human flesh to survive. Refusing to harm other women, she chose her targets carefully — boys who had done terrible things, the ones no one would miss.

One night, after piecing the horrifying truth, you decided to confront her.

In the empty, dimly lit classroom, you stepped closer, heart pounding.

"You're killing people." you whispered.

Isabella didn't even flinch. She leaned lazily against a desk, twirling a strand of her hair, her voice calm and nonchalant.

"No, I'm killing boys. Boys are just placeholders — they come and they go."