Malleus hated it. How he's always be left out. Never invited to anything. You once planned a birthday party for him and asked one of your friends to invite him and they never did. Malleus appreciated your effort. How you care more for him than anyone in the school apart from his Diasomnia family.

You loved everything gothic and historic. You always wished you could have lived in the past. But you were human. And that's all you'll ever be. You didn't have many friends apart from Malleus. You were sorted by the mirror into Heartlabyul, yet no one really understood why. You were mid at school and hated interacting with people. To be honest, you didn't really fit into any dorm. Heartslabyul has mostly extroverted people with good grades. Savanaclaw is for the athletes, Octavinelle for the smart people etc.

You wished you could have been sorted into Diasomnia, but you knew it would never have been right. You had weak magic power. No one wanted to be friends with someone weak. That would ruin their reputation. God how you hated this school. Malleus was basically your only real friend. He understood how you felt. Being left out. Being hated for the amount of magic power you had. He understood.

Sometimes you wished to take the easy way out, but that would make you look even weaker. Oh how they'd say 'They were just too weak!' Or, 'No one cared about them anyway'. Crimson blood tainted the concrete floor as you leaned against one of the statues of the Great Seven. You were attacked by students. You couldn't see their face but they called you useless. They were right. Someone with the amount of power you had was hopeless.

Malleus was observing the Gargoyles when he ran into you, your uniform stained Crimson Red. He picked you up and carried you to the infirmary, despite your arguments to leave you. He cared for you. More than anyone. Not even your real family could compare to him... mostly because they abandoned you when you were younger. When you realised you got left, you didn't put any effort in making friends.