Chapter 1 Foreigners

A sunny morning where Arunika has shown herself well. As usual my days are nothing special or even someone who needs me. I lived in the apartment alone, the apartment I got from my mother's gift. My name is An, an ordinary woman. My age is not far from the word 20 years.

My daily activities are just going to campus and studying well. Like today, I prepare myself to go to campus. No need to rush, the distance from this apartment to the campus is not far so that I freely manage my time.

On the other hand, I'm also a writer. Yes even though not a famous writer. I'm just an ordinary writer who is not widely known, I have completed a book. A novel book about the life of a vampire king with a happy ending. Yes vampire king who has gained his throne, he is feared by everyone and always becomes mysterious in this world.

I really like my novel even though it's just a piece of paper that is crossed with dreams like the real ones that I get. Yes, when I write that novel I always experience strange things like the same dream that keeps coming to me. I did not understand, and when I had finished my novel, the dream disappeared. Now I only save my novels and sometimes I publish to the public through applications or websites that accept scripts. Yes, even if it's not paid, or even I don't get paid at least I get a reply from the reader. There are many readers who like my novel and some who hate it because of its twisted plot. But I think only people who are lazy to read will say that, actually from inside the text if we continue reading it we will be brought to a beautiful time. Slowly it will be taken to where the world says its natural law is not influenced by anything at all. Yes, natural law.

Today, it's not my schedule to go to campus. Today is my freedom day where I will go for a walk. After cleaning this room, I rushed out. Yes, as usual, I will walk around while looking for a good idea. Yes, I really hope that I will have a lot of readers and money from my writing all this time. I'm always looking for fresh ideas and platforms that provide attractive fees. But I also have to know myself, whether my writing is good or not. So far, my writing has only been assessed as small change, even very small change so that even one pack of instant noodles won't be enough.

But I have a good family, I'm very lucky. My family still accepts me in my current condition, they don't complain to me.

I really hope someday this world will also accept me, yes that is one of my hopes. I want to be like other famous writers, yes I also know what they went through is not easy. They rise and fall and rise again.

But by late afternoon, the birds had chirped to call and remind everyone that it was time to go home. Gradually the sun soon left, leaving a trail of darkness again. Beautiful stars and moons began to avoid again. Never expected by me. I forgot the time again until dusk arrived, I was still in the streets. I was going home, because every time I arrived at the apartment I felt that something I had to do all this time was only in vain. I like my novel, there are times when I'm sad. I can not get what I want, I can not like others who in an instant can get many readers.

On this path that is not bright enough, I think I would like to go to the world of my novel. I want to enjoy my life, and be able to chat with a good vampire king. Yes, I created the main character in a novel and then made him a friend in my life. Yes, this is my life. I do not have many friends, even the word 'friend' as very heavy in my life.

But I'm very lucky, I still have a family that cares about me. Are you asking why I don't have friends? Actually I also want to be friends, like you guys. But my friends here do not want to be friends with this quiet, strange, and innocent girl. They just want to be friends with the rich, lots of money, and with people who have freedom. Yes, in essence, whatever they want, I must agree to it. But I realized that, it was just their trick to trap me. I'm not easy to be fooled by people like them. My mother herself did not mind the matter of friends, which is that I grew up to be a good girl and close to family.

"It's okay, we don't eat at home with them. We don't ask to eat with them. So no need to be sad! " said my mother who I still remember today. I understood what he was saying, I didn't need to be like them, I just needed to be myself.

Soon I will arrive at the apartment, I just need to pass this winding road. Passing through a quiet alley as usual. However, when I passed the deserted alley. I felt something strange there, I felt someone was watching me from a distance. I'm more confident right now, because I see a black shadow moving there. Silhouette like a human. I immediately ran as fast as I could to the apartment.

The blood red black eyes fixed a sharp, unblinking look. He was in the lonely alley watching the movements of a girl. Seeing that the girl had run away, she moved as fast as lightning as the wind blows.

I felt a dreadful atmosphere, I ran full of fear and never thought it would turn out this way. The elevator to arrive immediately on the top floor to my room which I often use was suddenly jammed. I was trapped in this elevator, and no one could hear my shout. I really felt in a different situation.

"Aaaa .... help me! Anyone help me! " I shouted for help while banging on the elevator door until I was exhausted. My energy has been used up just to be wasted. I was sure that no one would help, yes, it wasn't because I was too humble or hopeless. But since I ran into the apartment building, there really isn't anyone. This place is deserted as usual, there should be many people at this time wandering in and out of the apartment. But now, that's very different. I'm increasingly feeling something strange. I don't know what that is, but my fear of the black shadow is getting worse.