Dance with the Devil

The day of the Spring Dance came, which Zhe Chouhen dreaded a lot.

Why?

Because he would have to suck the blood of Luka Westenra.

"Hello? System? Anyone there? Uh, I have a question........" He said in his empty room that was still not arranged at all, just having his closet and his coffin to sleep on. And he can barely sleep.

Because number 1, he rarely needs sleep as a vampire now and he usually wants to sleeping the morning, which he can't because of school.  And second......

He can't stop thinking about a certain vampire hunter. 

He would try his best to stalk Van Helsing, but they don't share any classes at all. He joined the Art Club with Renfield, and so he eventually joined too, and tried his best to interact. 

But either Van Helsing would brush him off with a snide remark or act busy with his own art project. So Zhe Chouhen would often just stare at him longingly like a poor puppy while making clay sculptures of food.