As we ate our meal, I felt my body shiver. I immediately looked at Dante assuming he was glaring at me. I was surprised to see he wasn't.
He noticed my look and raised an eyebrow.
So if it wasn't Dante... Than why do I feel like someone is glaring at me?
It's... It's coming from behind me isn't it?
My head slowly turned around and was automatically drawn to the bookcase in the unnaturally dark corner. Bright blue eyes shined through the darkness as if they belonged to a demonic ghost.
I dropped my fork, "G-GHOST!"
Everyone jumped at my scream and looked at the corner. William just sighed. He spoke apathetically, "Mathias. Sit down and eat."
Mathias took one step out of the darkness revealing his dignified form. He was average height with a scholarly aura. He wore glasses and held a book in his hand. Like Dante, he preferred darker colored clothes, but he preferred to wear more formal clothes.
