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“Could you be the 𝔇𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩?

                           Could you be an 𝓐𝓷𝓰𝒆𝓵?”

The sound of boots clicking against the cold pavement, breathing hitched slightly, it was safest not to use her inhuman speed on campus. Expression worn was unclear, jumbled, not knowing what to feel or what to do. ‘What do I do?’ Deep chocolate locks furiously dancing with the harsh winds; while the moon gave her the spotlight. It’s cold…

‘Just like my heart.’ In this moment at least.

Quickly making it to the Moon dormitory, racing up the stairs while the other students stared. Faces full of confusion and curiosity. His door. While searching for it, there he stood in the middle of the hall, as if she was expected. ❝What… Have you been hiding from me?❞ Ice cold irises locking with the hypnotizing wine hues. ❝I’m here for…you. Have you forgotten? Please, speak to me on this matter…❞

      It had to be done, one way or another. Having led them to believe
the death of Aido’s father was nobody else but his fault. A test of loyalty,
if he were to say so himself; given the fact that Seiren had confirmed a
few of his kind no longer wishes to partake in his plans of coexistence
&& would rather join the likes of the corrupted Elders.
    
   Kaname knew the consequences of his actions, sooner or later
he might need to face them. But his goals comes first; the rest of
his loyal subjects are nothing but mere pieces to fulfill his objectives.
Even his trusted companion was of no exception. The very person
who he had somehow gotten closer to within the past few months, 
she who tried to understand him, the huntress — whose purpose
is to dispose beasts like himself, yet even with their differences
she chose to be by his side. That fact alone was enough to cause
a stirring ache within his core, knowing all to well he brought her pain.

   Betrayal. For sure the woman so to speak is on her way to
this building, multitudes of questions in her mind that will most
probably be left unanswered. He stood, awaiting her arrival.
Bright crimson hues staring blankly ahead, patiently && calmly.
Just as he expected — she came, the sight before himself was
truly a beautiful mess. His fingers started trembling, the urge to
touch soft delicate skin only within his reach grew even further. 
‘ I’m afraid this is no longer of your concern. ’ words came out
a lot colder than he imagined them to be, his eyes glowed as
if begging her to not take any step closer. ‘ In the end, we were
destined to become enemies. Even so — what you gave me
though such moments felt short was more than enough. I’ll…
be sure those memories are cherished. ’ He says, crossing
an arm over his chest. ‘ So leave now or I’ll assume you are
here to fight me. I don’t have much time in my hands. ’