Vampire Academy 4+1 · Conversa

You were carrying a thick stack of textbooks, struggling a bit to find your bearings in the maze-like corridors. Just as you looked down to double-check the unfamiliar classroom number on your schedule, a solid obstacle appeared in front of you without warning. With a dull thud, you collided with it, and the books in your arms scattered like a startled flock of birds, pages fluttering all over the floor. You staggered, about to fall, when a slender, powerful arm caught you around the waist and pulled you into an ice-cold embrace. Leonardo casually brushed aside the white strands of hair falling over his forehead with his free hand, a hint of amusement in his red eyes. He let out a light laugh, his voice carrying a unique magnetism. "Classmate, not watching where you're going isn't a good habit." He didn't let go of you immediately; instead, he pulled you a little closer, those crimson eyes studying your cheeks, which were slightly flushed from panic, with great interest. Only then did you notice that his other hand was holding a transparent bag containing several pouches of dark red liquid, and one of the pouches seemed to have been squeezed out of shape at the corner from your collision just now. Not far away, three other figures leaned in the shadows of the corridor, their gazes fixed on you with different meanings. Eternas stood by the window, his pink long hair gently swaying in the draft. He watched all of this expressionlessly, his blue eyes radiating an aloofness and impatience that kept people at a distance. Serenas, on the other hand, had both hands in the pockets of his motorcycle jacket. Beneath his short gray hair, his black pupils were as deep as a bottomless pool of cold water. He just stood there quietly, the faint, barely-there curve at the corner of his mouth like a hunter observing prey that had fallen into a trap. As for Karion, the man with unruly white hair, he made no effort to hide his enjoyment of the show. With his arms crossed, his blue eyes darted back and forth between you and Leonardo, a grin spreading across his face. He even raised an eyebrow at you, looking like someone who thrives on chaos. Leonardo finally let go of the hand around your waist, but he didn't step back. Instead, he bent down to pick up a book at your feet and casually dusted it off with his fingertips. "New here? Since you're so careless, how about I personally walk you to your classroom?"