Dawn And His Darling
0: Opening

It was a prom night in a private school building of a foundation group of a golden-spooned man in the 21st century.

This is the first time the school is having this kind of party.

The reason is because Mr. Hwang, the head of the foundation, had just returned from a vacation from another country a few months ago.

It seems that the old man is crazy about a cliche romance movie of youth. So he had this kind of party at his school.

The month of February has reached the middle, but the temperature is still happy to perch at ten degrees Celsius as an average.

And prom night?

Lee Chaehyun cursing, blaspheming, insulting.

Let alone a dance party with a male school student that even he doesn't know his name. Oh, Oh my God. He hates foundation school. For six years she attended a girls' school and suddenly had her prom night party with students from a boys' school.

Seriously?

Chaehyun actually did not want to come. She's lazy. Five days before the party, the weather forecast bearer was still busy talking that the temperature reached minus eight degrees Celsius. Will the temperature really warm up during the party?

The teenage girl really did not want to leave, but her mother was busy thinking about her overall appearance.

'Ah, whatever', Chaehyun thought.

Until the day of the event, Chaehyun gave up. He was driven in a black car, as usual. An old driver of their family, Mr. Kim, drove him carefully.

Chaehyun level legs have climbed the front of the hall decorated quite luxuriously. The teenage girl's body has been wrapped in a pomegranate red velvet dress with A line design. He came a little late on purpose.

The temperature at that time had risen to reach a position of 16 degrees Celsius. Not cold enough actually to be limited to a dress above the knee. It's just that Chaehyun is not used to it. He went inside. There are a lot of students in it.

Music plays beautifully. Some of the students and students who already knew each other started to dance.

Oh, Oh my God. This is so weird. Chaehyun.

This sight made Chaehyun want to vomit. On the other hand, some humans who have not known each other have approached each other. Then they started dancing.

Chaehyun is getting creepy. He decided to get rid of himself at the side door, the door leading to the veranda directly opposite the main building of the foundation.

A white chair is made of metal that is quite cold when occupied. Chaehyun. For a moment there was no wind blowing, until there was a wind from the door that opened suddenly.

"Oh, is there anyone here apparently?", that voice, quite a heavy voice. The smell of cherries was quite clear from the owner of the voice.

Chaehyun looked up, looking at that person from top to bottom.

'The male school student apparently', Inner Chaehyun.

"May I sit next to you?", asked the student.

Chaehyun just nodded. Then, the student sat down next to Chaehyun.

The sound of dance music flowed more brightly. The lights that were originally brightly lit changed to be fainter following the flow of music played. 'Silly, ' Inner Chaehyun. The teenage girl was silent. The student next to him was silent. Contrary to Waltz who is getting faster.

The music is almost at its climax. The student next to Chaehyun stood up. The student stuck out one hand, the gesture that signified she was about to dance. Chaehyun.

"Huh?"

"Come" said the student with a smile.

"Yes?"

The student forcibly pulled Chaehyun's hand. One stomp and Chaehyun was already standing next to that student. The smell of cherries is getting smelled. Eyes with charming black irises. Black-and-white tuxedo suit with deep red bow tie. The other hand quickly coiled around Chaehyun's waist. He felt like he was hypnotized. The smell of the cherry seemed to make him drunk.

They danced without pause until the music ended. The students stopped, but their hands were still clasping each other.

"Hows it? One more dance round? Then, hug me tightly."

"Huh?"

They dance without music. With the wind blowing. Hair that was both blown by the wind. The smell of cherries that meet the fragrance of vanilla. Hands meet hands. A radiating warm feeling.

Majestyk.

Until the last move. The student's eyes looked at Chaehyun fixedly. As if piercing to the heart. A sharp look made my fur stand up. A sudden feeling of fear, but difficult to describe. A look that looks thirsty for something.

Deg.

The fangs were immediately in the neck.

Urgs.

The fangs pierced through the skin, sticking steadily. Chaehyun's eyes blurred. His head is dizzy. The smell of cherries that increasingly pierced the nose. It hurts, but he can't wart.

His hands were trying to put up a fight by sticking his nails into that wide back. Tears that flowed drop by drop. Legs squealed. Can't hold her body anymore.

The student took off the girl's high heels, then deepened his suction. The teenage student sucked the red liquid slowly. Sweet, sweet blood scent mixed with vanilla aroma. More and more.

The fangs are getting deeper. Red liquid that flows into the esophagus. Sip by sip. Enter slowly.

The girl fainted.

The smell of blood mixed with the smell of vanilla wafted out. The veranda was filled with the scent of blood, cherries, and vanilla.

A quiet night to the morning. A teenage boy holding a girl in a red pomegranate dress.

...[.Dawn and His Darling.]...