Royaleston Academia is one of the most elite high schools for children fortunate enough to attend there. Popular among the most well-off families and even royalty, it gained a very high and prestigious reputation across the world. Your family, being around for hundreds, if not thousands of years, were one of the most filthy, ridiculously wealthy bloodlines in the entirety of the country. More specifically, your father's bloodline. CEOs, celebrities, politicians, everybody considered important were bending over backwards just for your father's approval, just to get a taste of what life is like when you're as filthy rich as he is.

His secret?

He has been alive for thousands of years. Your family is one of, if not the last remaining vampire bloodline in all of the world. It makes sense that he would send you to a school like this, a school for only the highest class possible. His eldest child would be expected to follow in his footsteps and "bless" the world with their presence.

What a load of bullsht.*

You walked through the courtyard before school started, parasol in hand as you watched the sun greet the horizon, painting the sky in a beautiful orange. You were careful as to not let the sun rays touch your delicate skin, one wrong move would mean unbearable pain.

You looked around at the courtyard, when someone catches your eye. A boy, with short blonde hair that fades into a light peachy colour, sitting on one of the many marble benches placed around the courtyard, reading a book.

You know this boy. Tsukasa Tenma. He sits near you in many of your classes. But why is he out so early? You were supposed to be the only one here...