Take A Bite

The Supernaturals came like shadows spilling from a broken mirror. They weren't there one Moment, and the next they were all over the place. Maya wouldn't have necessarily had a problem with the sudden change. People were people to her, and she wasn't a people's person.But she can't help the feeling of dread she felt when she found out from an unknown source that Eric, the guy she's been dating for two years was a fucking Incubi. No, she wasn't fucking rascist. She would totally understand why he would hide what he was, she doubt she'd have believed him if he had told her the truth. What she couldn't stand however was the idea of him feeding on her for years.She'd gotten the message that morning, from an unknown number. It had been the first thing she saw when she'd gone through her phone. A picture of herself, skin flushed, hair messy, and limbs tensed as Eric buried himself between her legs. She'd had no idea who had taken the picture, or why anyone would want to take a pic

Seoul was just as she had expected—unfamiliar. Its kind of rowdy atmosphere was far different from Elton. The stares they got from people were full of curiosity rather than malice, but it still made Maya uncomfortable. Her skin and that of her family were shades darker than the average Korean; her long, curly hair was also a giveaway that she didn’t belong here. One would wonder why Selene would choose Korea of all places to seek a fresh start.“She got a good job here,” Nia said. Maya still had her doubts if that was the real reason behind their sudden move, but she made no complaint. The neighbourhood they were in was relatively private, with the houses all looking similar and with a good space between them. They had a lush garden at the front that would require proper maintenance to keep the flowers vibrant.She didn’t have that many friends to begin with, so she had no one that would miss her. And this way, Evan wouldn’t bother her anymore. Maybe, just maybe, the change of space

Nia wouldn’t stop talking about the performance. “Dae killed it.” Maya hadn’t stayed for one-third of the performance, so she couldn’t tell whether her sister was exaggerating or not. When she thought of Dae, it was merely as somebody she would never willingly approach in person. Did that make her a bit fascist? Perhaps, but no one had any right to judge her.The week that followed, she and Anna had gone to enroll in one of the better high schools in the neighborhood. It was smaller than her former school, and they were about the only half-mixed population in the entire school. That warranted the staring and whispers every time they walked into a room. Maya had just one session left and then she could go to any college of her choice. She might just leave Korea altogether if it continued like this.“Annyeong.” The first person to talk to her all day was a slightly chubby girl, pale and far too nervous. Maya told her that she couldn’t speak Korean quite yet, and she was at least happy t

In the days that followed, Maya tried to be more open about her new home. She acted more friendly toward Naji and answered her questions without hesitation. She even exchanged more than just greetings with some of her other classmates. To her surprise, she found that most people actually wanted to speak to the foreign girl—mostly to ask questions about America.She’d run into Nia a few times at school, but her sister was on a no-talking streak. According to her, Maya had single-handedly ruined her entire life by refusing to go see Dae with her. It was, apparently, unforgivable. Maya figured she’d give her sister enough space to vent. Perhaps, in time, Nia would understand that Maya was only trying to protect her. Kind of.She would say she was finally breaking into the Korean system. Things were looking up. She was sleeping better and could even look at raw meat without feeling immense nausea.“American girl.”There were still certain people who didn’t seem to like her very much, for