"Hi Marcel, Marcellus, young warrior." I appear on the video, doing an awkward curtsy. "Or whatever your name means. I’m lazy to look for its meaning on the Internet again. Like, why would your parents give you such an old name?"
The room gets filled with laughter.
"Anyway, here it is, your prediction of my life when I was five years old. The time for me to kill people with experiments has finally arrived."
I press every button of the remote, but the video doesn’t pause or stop, and no one makes an attempt to get it to stop. I close my eyes as my humiliating video continues to play.
"I’m going to work on my research soon. I hope to find a cure, because I’m jealous, and I don’t ever want you to enjoy the advantages of being a hot 300-year-old mysterious vampire in high school."
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