Jasper was sitting at his desk in history class, the seat next to him was empty as usual. Nobody had the courage to sit on his side, unlike his brothers that some people tried to approach, he seemed unreachable. His golden eyes were unfocused as they looked around the room, controlling his urge to drink blood. But his mouth dried up when he saw a girl enter the room, she was a newbie. He sighed, unlike everyone else there wasn't a horrible smell of death but a lovely smell of life.