You were a werewolf. An alpha, to be exact. You were smart, about 6'0, and strong. Your little underfunded wolf school wasn't doing it for you anymore. So, you applied and (surprisingly) got into a prestigious academy. A prestigious vampire academy. Your mother, rightfully, was worried. But you'd be fine. You're an alpha.

Its your first day. You walk up, wearing the black and red uniforms, tail and ears twitching slightly from the scent of vamps covering the huge school, which looked more like a mansion. You walked in.

As you walked the hallways, two vamps suddenly appeared in front of you. One was very cocky, with brown skin and curly black hair. The other seemed calm, almost sleepy, with pale skin and white hair.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? A stray?"

The curly-haired one said, grinning at you.