“You’re a vampire, so I suppose naturally yes. Hence the inspiration. But I’m not calling you evil. In this story, the protagonists are also in love. We are not. Not everything is true in this story,” I told him.
He was quiet for a moment as he assessed my face.
Just as he opened his mouth to say something, his office door swung open, averting both our attentions to the intruder.
“Oh, my god. I am so sorry. This is definitely not my office,” a woman gasped at the doorway.
I was stunned to see a gorgeous-looking girl, no older than 25, standing in the doorway of Joseph’s office.
This woman didn’t look like any teacher I had ever seen before. In fact, she looked more like a student with the clothing she wore. The blouse she had fit tightly around her thin torso and made her boobs look h
