ARI    New Cresthill.    This is where I live and grew up.    This place has a lot of legendary histories from a thousand years ago, and that’s why I love living here.    It excites me.    I’ve always loved reading about the Supernatural beings. It’s quite popular in our small town. Mainly, the story that werewolves exist. My mom thinks they’re just wolves though, like literally just dogs, not human turned into sharp fanged dogs. And I think so too, except I really wanna believe in the myth that they actually exist.    I read about them alllll the time during lunch time at school. In fact, my now EX-boyfriend must have hated it everytime I read it out loud. Because if not, then why would he break up with me again? He specifically told me to stop reading about dogs and broke my heart by using the famous line that it wasn’t my fault. It was his.    I couldn’t have missed something, right?    Well, let’s rewind to that time he, dear Sehun, broke up with me in front of the most beautiful and colorful sunset I’ve ever seen.    “I’m sorry, Ari...” Sehun wasn’t even looking at me, but he sure looked guilty. “It’s not you.”    “Gosh, don’t say it.” I muttered, with tears running down my cheeks already and he hasn’t even finished it.    “It’s me.” And he finished. With an invisible nail stabbing through my heart.    “But-“ it was unacceptable. After all, we’ve dated for three years. “Are you breaking up with me?” I asked the obvious situation. “I don’t understand. Three years. What’s gonna happen to our three years? I don’t wanna just waste the three years! How about our pictures? I can’t just delete them on my instagram. Don’t make me do what I don’t wanna do just because you wanna do it, Sehun. I thought you loved me,” I whined, so pitifully. I wanted to slap myself.    “I just-“ he faltered. “I don’t know. I just don’t wanna do this anymore. This isn’t love and you deserve someone who will love you, truly.”    And then he left. He didn’t even cry or show mercy. Sehun was just... being Sehun.    And I was just... stupefied. As always.    But that didn’t stop me from fighting for him and the love I had left for him.    My name is Shin Ari, and I am a hopeless romantic. Or maybe just, hopeless.    And this is me experiencing the painful reality of being heartbroken.    You feel alone.    Literally alone.    School used to be my favorite place, but now that I’m alone reading about my favorite book, Scions of the Dusk, this isolation has never been so embarrassing. I’ve never been so humiliated in my life until everyone found out about how Sehun broke up with me.    “How embarrassing,” I mumbled to myself as I covered my face in shame. “Why do people have to assume it was him who broke up with me? Why can’t I be the one who broke his heart? Really! This isn’t fair...” I grumbled to myself before I was interrupted by the of my life.    “Poor little Ari. I’m glad Sehun finally opened his eyes and realized that he didn’t want to be with a whiny little girl,” that , with really nice and sleeky long hair, as sleeky as her character, said that to my face.    Her name is Krystal Jung, and I hate her because I don’t know. We just don’t get along. It’s either because I think she’s prettier than me or vice versa.    There were only a few numbers of times that I won against her, verbally speaking. Krystal is just... good.    I hate to say it but, I used to wanna be like her. She’s cool because she’s a wolf hunter, she has extraordinary hot fashion sense, and she’s very athletic. Her bomber jacket actually looks so good on her ripped jeans.    She used to date Sehun’s cousin, but I also