Cheers_everyone

“Have you ever been short on storytelling scenarios? I create my own.”

Aurora is a well-known author on Earth but she lives on another planet. Her latest work in progress is about a depressed girl who thought of ending her life more than once but couldn’t, due to unknown reasons. Her secret ingredient to writing best-selling stories was to experience the feelings for herself.

“Everyone needs material on a story and it must be perfectly made.” 

In fact, the depressed girl called Sierra is no other than Aurora herself. She possessed her body and took her identity, without forgetting of course, the sealing of her memory. The country she chose was a closed-off country where vampires were the rulers. The system was simple, with the existence of ten ranks and human had to take exams to level-up a rank and have more privileges. It was just a way to keep them busy. 

Every day was the same for her as Sierra. Going to school, struggling with negative thoughts, living in a home with permanent arguments… She was living a scenario she created for herself and explored the path ahead of it. However, someone approached her one day. Sparkling black hair, obsidian looking eyes, a fair face that made him the attention of his class, he was a boy studying in the same school as her and was attracted to the hair of this stranger. Amongst all the people living inside the country of Revampirina, she was the only one he has ever seen with ginger hair. 
She didn’t care at first, but because of his involvement in her life, things turned for the better and then to the worse. Since meeting him, her whole life turned upside down. Her mother left, her father died and her high school life ended. She was involved in the upper class of Revampirina, discovering that the reason why humans never made it past the fifth rank was that they weren’t vampires. 

“Who thought that the boy I met and fell in love with was a vampire and someone high-ranked on top of that? They say a person always gets attracted to his match and I was attracted to a boy acting like the high schooler he is while he was a terrifying vampire whose reputation wasn’t something worth ignoring.”

Regrets for fantasy

In her dream, there was someone holding on to her. His arms wrapped around her waist and hugged her tightly. She couldn't see the face but his smell was familiar. It was her favorite cologne. The dream quickly faded and she opened her eyes, gazing at the ceiling. It wasn't the ceiling she was used to see each morning, so where was she?

Her eyes glazed around, scrutinizing everything. It was quite a luxurious room. She was sleeping on a queen-sized bed and the blanket was of a black color while the lower sheet was white. Her hands touched the bed, feeling the softness, who slept on this soft bed? It was odd; she didn't remember herself coming to a place like that, which meant that she was brought when she fainted.

"It sucks," she reproached the ritual.

The red thread