Farewell to the Ordinary

Felix stood near the center of the crimson bath pool, surrounded by six breathtaking figures, each reclining gracefully at the water's edge. The warm mist curled around them like a gentle embrace, the flickering candlelight reflecting off the rippling surface, creating a surreal, dreamlike atmosphere.

Unable to bear the sensory overload, Felix sank back into the warm red water, his face half-submerged, as though attempting to drown his own embarrassment.

Yet, amidst such serene beauty, Felix's heart pounded like a drum in the silence of night. His eyes, restless, uncertain, and guilty with curiosity, occasionally flickered upwards.

No matter where he turned, his gaze betrayed him. Left? Boobs. Right? Boobs. Straight ahead? A full view of soft, glistening curves.

His entire world seemed to be a delicate landscape of pale, flawless skin and forbidden allure. His body stiffened, a prisoner of his own restraint, until, overwhelmed, he let himself fall backward into the crimson water, surrendering to the heat washing over his face.

Contrary to his expectation, no one reacted with embarrassment. No teasing or playful remark. No scolding.

Instead, they all remained serene, completely unbothered, as if his internal chaos was nothing more than a ripple on the water's surface.

Felix exhaled slowly, sinking deeper into the warmth. "If everyone at school found out I was bathing with the seven most beautiful girls on campus..." The thought alone sent a shiver down his spine. "I can't even imagine the looks on their faces..."

A subtle, uncontrollable smirk played on his lips, betraying his inner thoughts. But then, His gaze lifted, colliding directly with Rose's penetrating crimson eyes. His body froze on impact, as if caught in the gaze of a predator.

The flush on his face deepened into a feverish red, and in sheer panic, his eyes darted elsewhere, only to realize, They were all watching him, Not with judgment, Not with amusement. Just... watching.

"Crap."

His gaze dropped instantly, fixating on the rippling surface of the bath, mirroring his unease., tension pressing into his chest like a heavy stone.

But just as he tried to steady himself, suddenly, His eyes widened in shock. His body went rigid. A realization hit him like a cold wind slicing through his chest.. "I left home in the middle of the night... and my parents don't even know where I am!"

His heart thumped, Panic surged. He snapped his gaze back up again, this time, with newfound composure, and locked eyes with Rose once more.

And in that moment, something shifted. It was as if she had read straight through his soul, Rose's lips parted before he could even speak.

"Worried about your parents?" Her voice, steady and unshaken, flowed through the scented mist as smooth as silk, yet laced with quiet authority, echoed across the water, sending a ripple through more than just the bath.

Felix froze, his breath catching. "Huh?" A soft hum of surprise escaped his throat.

Rose leaned back against the bath's edge, her wet dark hair cascading over her shoulder, her expression calm yet knowing.

"You slept through the entire day. So, using my position as school president, I got your contact information from the school."

Her tone was matter-of-fact, yet reassuring, carrying a weight that eased the tension in the air.

> "I made excuses on your behalf and convinced them that your sudden disappearance was due to an incident at school. So there's no need to worry."

Her words floated effortlessly through the warmth of the bath, each syllable settling into Felix's chest like a balm. His tense shoulders relaxed.

His heartbeat, once frantic, slowed to a steady rhythm. A deep sigh escape his lips. His panic melted away, like mist dissolving into the warm air. "Oh... Thanks, then." he murmured, voice softer now, the warmth of gratitude settling in his chest.

But Rose merely tilted her head slightly, her crimson gaze unwavering, her cold lips curved, just slightly. "There's no need to thank me." A faint pause.Then, her voice, cool, certain, and unshakable. "You are one of us now."

Felix's heart stirred, something indescribable blooming within him. Acceptance. Belonging.

Felix blinked. The weight of her words settled deep within him, heavier than he expected. A feeling stronger than the heat of the bath, more profound than mere companionship.

And as the steam rose around them, shrouding their figures in a veil of crimson mist, a silent understanding was formed, One that needed no further words.

"Speaking of you becoming one of us, there are things you need to understand," Rose began, her voice steady, each word carrying an unseen weight.

Felix felt an invisible thread pulling at his attention, his gaze locking onto hers, drawn in by the quiet intensity in her tone. "The ordinary life you once lived has come to an end."

His heart gave a slight lurch. "Is this related to the fangs I saw... and my transformation?" he asked, his voice low yet firm. Rose's eyes shimmered under the dim glow, a deep abyss of crimson secrets. "Yes."

Before Felix could process her answer, the gentle splashing of water drew his attention. His gaze flickered to the side, watching as the ladies, except for Rose and Lusi, rose from the crimson pool, stepping gracefully out of the pool, droplets of crimson water sliding off their ivory skin, their forms shrouded in the delicate mist that curled around their figures.

Steam curled around their figures as they made their way to a nearby ceramic table, their damp hair flowing over their shoulders, sticking to their delicate frames.

Felix barely had time to process when Lusi's voice slipped into his ear like a teasing whisper of wind. "And it also explains why the school policy was amended to allow late education."

Felix turned sharply, finding her approaching him with slow, deliberate steps, the water parting around her like a loyal servant making way for its queen.

Her presence was magnetic, her body dripping with temptation, each sway of her hips movement causing a mesmerizing ripple of softness, her Boobs swayed, Pink peaks dancing like a legendary form sculpted by the hands of allure itself.

Felix's breath hitched. "Oh no." His vision blurred for a split second before he felt it, a slow, warm trickle sliding down from his right nostril. "Blood." Before he could react, Lusi's hand snaked around his wrist, her grip playful yet unyielding. In an instant, she pulled him closer, turning his back to her, her warm breath grazing the back of his ear.

Felix barely had time to resist before she lowered him slightly, just enough so that only his head remained above the water's surface.

And then Soft, plush and Heavy. Her full breasts settled atop his head, pillows of warm sin pressing down, while her hands traveled expertly over his chest and arms, massaging him with down, slowly with an almost ritualistic precision.

Felix's entire body tensed, his senses overwhelmed by the unholy mix of warmth, scent, and softness pressing into him. "You should take advantage of the bath to relax and clean up properly," she murmured, her voice a husky melody laced with amusement.

Felix opened his mouth to protest, his pride barely keeping him from drowning in the sensation "I can..." But Rose's voice cut through the tension like a cold knife through warm butter. "She's always like this. She hates it when people don't fully utilize the pool. Just let her do what she wants." Felix swallowed hard, his pride crumbling like brittle parchment in fire. There was no escaping this.

Meanwhile, Rose leaned back against the bath's edge, her gaze piercing through the mist.

"All of this ties back to our mysterious existence as vampires."

The word hung in the air, thick, dense, and unshakable. Felix's body stiffened.nHis eyes widened, a chill racing down his spine, despite the steaming heat surrounding him.

"Vampires? You mean... the ones that are supposed to be nothing but myths? They actually..."

Rose lifted a hand, halting his words before they could spill into the silence. "Yes. Me, Lusi, and all the girls here, you're bathing with prime examples of them."

Felix's thoughts collided, an internal storm raging within. "But... if vampires exist... then why aren't they everywhere? He clenched his jaw, forcing himself to steady his voice. "Then why don't we see them around? If they truly exist, wouldn't they be more... present? Or is it because of government policies?"

Rose's gaze remained unwavering. "Not at all." The bath's fragrant mist swirled around her, framing her pale, statuesque beauty in an almost haunting glow. "The reason we remain unseen is not because of the government… but because of our weakness."

Felix's breath caught. "Lack of melanin...?"

"Yes." Her tone turned solemn, carrying the weight of centuries of suffering.

"The sun is our natural enemy. Its radiation burns us alive, just as you saw earlier. Our skin peels, our bodies weaken, and if we remain exposed for too long, death is inevitable." Her voice carried an eerie weight, each syllable pressing against the dimly lit air, settled like an icy mist over a field of flames.

Felix's mind flashed back to the morning sun creeping over the horizon, to the way their pale skin had begun to burn and peel within seconds. A shudder ran through him like a living paradox, Unmatched power… yet bound by fragility.

He exhaled slowly, his mind still struggling to grasp the depth of this new reality.

"Vampires....A hidden world....A curse bound by the light of day."

His breath steadied as he absorbed the truth. He had stepped into a world unlike anything he had ever known. Whether he was ready or not, There was no turning back. His ordinary life had indeed ended.