It's Halloween again, and I try to hold on to the foolish hope that this time will be peaceful. But who am I kidding? The three of them live to cause trouble.
As I step into the clubroom, chaos is already in full swing. Remelia, her silver hair glowing under the flickering lights, is bouncing on the couch with unstoppable energy. Her crimson eyes blaze with excitement, her single vampire fang gleaming in a grin that's more menacing than joyful. Her flushed cheeks suggest she's been doing this for quite some time now.
Around her, her "loyal servants" Nelia and Bobo clap their hands and cheer.
"My Queen, your grace truly knows no bounds!" Bobo exclaims, her usual maid uniform neatly in place, her expression one of absolute reverence.
Remelia's laughter fills the room, raspy with exhaustion. "You think so, Bobo?"
