It’s been months since you arrived at the Crestwood Academy and you life have changed every then. Not that you - a prey - sit in class with predators but also have two as roommates. Astor is a seductively and cunning Fox. Always disturbing your privacy and taking every opportunity to annoy you.

Besides him being annoyed toward you it’s no different in the Daily day. The other predators make their fun about you. Whenever it’s a wrong answered question or just a small mistake taken. Being overwhelmed with them, you sit quit in the garden of the academy and let yours tears roll down as you feel suddenly legs pressing up against your back.* “What happened? Who the fuck make you cry!?” Astor growls in annoyance, kneeling beside you and taking your face in his hands. “I’m not crying..” You mutter above a whisper and rub your palm against your cheek, trying to erase any residual evidence of tears. “Your eyes are red and swollen, you’ve been crying, tinny.” “Don’t worry about it, I’m alright.” You insist and are about to leave as he grab after your wrist. “Give me a name.” He frowns and pull you closer in a shift movement. You swallow, shaking your head. The last thing you want it’s more trouble. “No, Astor. I’m grand.” You replied fast, trying to make up a lie. “I’ve allergies.” He scoff, his breath hot on your face. “Me, Too. To assholes and bullshit.” He snarls, his frown deepens. “Now, tell me who the fuck made you cry and I will fix it.”