Novel & Cerita Vampire Knight Night Class Uniform

After a 40 Degree Celsius dip in the bathtub— here I was standing, naked, staring at the luggage which was placed at the bottom of the closet, completely untouched. …It could only be that bastard who could bring it all the way here. Yeah, with teleportation magic. Above the magic bag, three sets of clothes were hanged. They are the Imperial Knights Academy’s uniform— my uniform. Though looking plain like a normal looking cloth-made uniform, they were actually made with Nano-machines which could withstand extremely powerful cut and tear. Even if it’s damaged, it could repair itself within a second.

Rachel had informed me that the team consisted of Final Years and Juniors and that this would be Pierce's last game as Captain and the title would be passed down to a Junior tonight. The Vampires and Red Rubies wore colour-coordinated uniforms and their jerseys were dominated by the colour black. The lower half of their sleeves and the print of each player's designated number were filled in white. The Luveldom emblem was marked on the left side of their jerseys. Dorwin Academy's players came out and the cheering wasn't as enthusiastic or authentic but it was maintained as a form of sportsmanship. The Dorwin Players' primary uniform colours consisted of red and a dim shade of grey that resemb

Kieran said as if wanting to dismiss the topic which Karma replied with a shrug. Aside being a vampire, they are also students who blend in with humans. They study, they take exam, and most especially, they attend human parties religiously. And tonight is one of those nights, only this night, they are attending a costume party. A costume party that she's prepared a mischievous plan for. She'd be wearing a costume of a vampire.

I said, taking mental notes. Hours went by. The daylight was fading fast, giving way to darkness. We have an early dinner at 6:00 in the evening. Afterward I spread our attire on the bed that we had dry cleaned downstairs in the laundry shop. Alpha Jett and I have the same attire, black pants, black shirt and black leather jacket and even our shoes are black. Our informant told us that vampires wear casual clothes at the masquerade party, not the usual fancy gowns and tuxedos we usually see in movies.

Kenna** Nocturne is a club meant only for the elite high-ranked Lycans, the kind who only wear their power like cologne and their secrets like silk gloves. And there was always a single reason whenever I decided to come here. I step inside wearing a black leather gown that clings to my body like a second skin, heels sharp enough to draw blood…if I needed them to. My eyes scan the dim room of bodies pressed too close on the dance floor, all the way to the long obsidian bar that stretches like an altar at the far end.

THALIA’S POV By the time I made it back to the dorm room, the sun had completely set, throwing the entire academy into a dark, heavy shadow. Inside the room, Ragnar was already waiting. He was dressed entirely in a clean, plain white tunic. The color was sharp against his broad shoulders, a stark contrast to the usual dark gear he wore. Tonight was the night of the burial rites. Every student and faculty member had been instructed to wear white to pay their final respects to the dead instructors and the three murdered students.

Zara’s POV The temple doors slammed open, sending a gust of cold wind through the hall and everyone turned. A group of students stepped in, dressed in deep blue uniforms. Their boots matched against the stone floor as they walked in tight formation, their heads high, and their backs straight. With everything they are exuding, no doubts, they are pure humans. They didn’t carry the wild energy of werewolves or the weird grace of witches. But somehow, they felt just as powerful. Maybe even more.

Takumi is dressed in a black button-down, sleeves rolled to reveal forearms corded with muscle and ink, paired with tailored black slacks and polished boots. Whispers about the Lords permeate every corner of Northbridge University, but the faces behind the titles remain a mystery. You have to be born into the high-level lineages—the Silver Pack blood. Even then, entry isn't a birthright. It requires years of brutal initiations—the kind that leave your hands permanently stained. I’d pledge myself in a heartbeat if the opportunity presented itself. Ryder steps forward. "Mr. Kurogawa—" "Do you have tools on you?" Takumi interrupts, his voice cutting through Ryder's introduction. He knows exactl

Placing my face back on the ground I let out a whine about having to get up for school. Feeling frustrated I sit up on the ground before standing up and begining to make my bed, feeling a little satisfied when I'm done I climb down the latter. Walking into the restroom I begin to do my morning routine washing my face and brushing my teeth. Letting out a yawn I turn off the bathroom light on my way out. Going to my closet, I remember there isn't really a dress code, but each section is supposed to were a certain color to represent it. Vampires wear red, witches wear purple, demons wear black, angels wear white and werewolves wear blue.

ELIAS'S POV I stood in front of the mirror that morning as I buttoned up my uniform and adjusted my dark silver tie. The Mortlach Academy uniforms were stylish and made to intimidate unlike those of ordinary wolves in other Academies. The first year students like me wore black coats and pants with silver embroidery tracing the crest of our packs over the heart. The second year student wore a deep gray coat with black pants with the same silver embroidery while the senior year wore pure white coats and pants with Gold embroidery instead to show their seniority and strength.