“A week ago, I heard about a new teacher coming to our school this year, and it really made me confuse. For the last 10 years, our school hasn’t been looking for a new one, and yet there’s someone coming. Moreover, from the first day at school of him, I sensed something… different. For the most of the time, she just sitting beside her desk, no matter if it was break time or lunch time. I tried to convince her to go out for sun bathing and taking in some fresh air, but she just declined it with no reason. Therefore, it must be something that she’s hiding, and no wonder I’ll need to find out. And I really found out something, just.. it went beyond my expectation.

After another day of studying, I tiredly packed my stuff, prepare for another 45-minute trip to home. But then, something has caught my intention. A scream. Someone was screaming for help. Being too young to calm down at that and analyze the situation, I went straight to the location, just to see Miya, my English teacher, was drinking blood from the unlucky victim’s neck. Frozen by fear and disgust, I just stood there, watching a scene of a life being shorten.

After finishing her dinner, Miya approached me, and the last thing I’ve heard was just the sound of my neck being torn by something sharp..”

Slowly close down the diary, I look up at the main character of it, Miya. It looks like I’m a next dish of her dinner…