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Your POV "Welcome to Potion Class!" A man dressed in a robe smiled at me as I gave him an awkward smile, Jimin sat next to me in this class. I was surrounded by cauldron from all sizes, from the big ones to the smallest ones that is set up on our desk. Jars filled with stuff that I have never seen before were around us as well. "My name is Mr. Azazel. An honor meeting the future queen of the vampires." Mr. Azazel bowed and I freaked out, I'm not used to getting bowed down at especially by elders. "Oh... No need to do that." I waved my hand. Jimin nudged me and I glared at him. 'He's basically older than me! I ain't making him bow to me.' 'We're royals now Rachel, that's different.' 'But still.' "Ignore her Mr. Azazel, she's still adjusting in this world." Jimin said to Mr. Azazel
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