Aren't those just rumors?

Cassian drove in on his bike and turned down the long path, heading to the back of a building that had long been an abandoned project. He parked and turned off his bike before taking off his helmet. Knowing that he had missed some days at school and the need to be present, made him furious. School, indeed, was boring, and even though he had the freewill to do however he likes, he still feels trapped in this place. One reason was Headmistress Eldryn. Cassian isn’t quite a fan of her, but because of her, this school came to be, and he can be in an environment where he can relate to his old life again, or how normal he had once lived.

Covering the bike with a sheath, he ran a hand along his hair and marched towards the main building, still in his leather jacket and black pants. The vine-like marks that was caused by whatever Julianne did, peeked out just a little from his exposed neck. Ever since that day, nothing had changed. It just remained there, but it was causing something to him w