Hidden Room...?

Younghee's POV

The masters decided not to go to school today, Chris told me that I was told to stay on their side when they eat. At first, I try to disagree but I remember I had to obey them.

Chris explained that it was a slave job to be there beside them so whenever they aren't satisfied they could feed on me. Although Chris hates the thoughts of them drinking my blood, he has no right on stopping it.

So, now here I am. Standing on the 3rd floor of the dining room. Waiting for the masters to come in, I gulp

down my fear and told myself to remember what Mal said earlier, Be strong.

I play with the string of my hoodie, personal slaves are allowed to wear clothes that they are comfortable in.

So I decide to wear this oversize hoodie and sweat pants, I have no interest in dressing nicely for the masters.

The dining door open and the 13 vampires walk in, I stand straight and bow down. "Good Evening, masters."

I look down on the floor, not making any eye contact.