On Simon's question, the boy named Crayon replied, "No," and he tried to push the door in an attempt to close it. But at the same time, the red-headed vampire stuck his foot between the gap of the door, stopping the boy from closing the door.

  "How rude of you to invite only girls and not boys into your dorm," remarked Simon, pushing the door with his hand, and he stepped inside the room.

  "What the fuck is wrong with you? I have nothing to talk to you about," said Crayon, and Simon clicked his tongue.

  "But I have a lot of things to talk about. I will leave once I am done with getting some answers from you. I know Mel is hot, but I am hotter," stated Simon, a smile came to form on his lips. Hearing his words, a slight frown appeared on Melanie's face, not knowing if Simon swung that way. "Close the door, darling," he instructed her, and she followed him into the room and closed the door behind her.

  "Get out of my room, Simon," glared at the boy while Simon looked around the room.

  "You have turned this room into a mess. There was a time when it was such a neat room. Mr. and Mrs. Marudes would have been extremely displeased if they were to see the state you have turned this room into," Simon then turned back his gaze on the boy and said, "So what were you saying to her about knowing something about our dear friend Conner."

  Crayon glared at Simon, knowing this particular vampire who stood in front of him right now was crazier than other vampires, and he only appeared to be normal. His eyes briefly looked at Melanie before returning to look at Simon, and he said, "I don't know anything. I was only inviting her to have some good time."

  "You heard that, dear?" Simon asked her, "He wanted to have some good time. I didn't know you were giving people here some good times. How come I didn't know about it?"

  "I will stab you," Melanie threatened him in a low voice. She then asked Crayon, "Were you lying earlier when you told me that you heard Conner got into trouble?"

  "I don't know what you are talking about," replied the boy, and his words turned Melanie frustrated to no end. If Conner was alright, he should have come back to his dorm by now. "Were you making up things in your head just to speak to me?"

  Melanie took one threatening step towards the vampire boy, "How dare you even tell it—"

  "What did I say about handling things?" Simon interrupted, stepping between them and before Melanie would say something more.

  The boy in the dorm said, "I don't know why both of you are here, but I prefer to not have any visitors right. I need to study, so get out of the room."

  "No," came the response from Simon, and Crayon glared.

  Crayon wasn't pleased by the cockiness that Simon displayed by coming to his room. He took two steps and pushed Simon's shoulder, trying to get him out of the room.

  Melanie looked mildly surprised by seeing Simon being pushed by the other boy now, something she hadn't expected. Considering how he was part of Roman Moltenore's group, she believed that he also liked to fight, which was why his current behaviour surprised her.

  Maybe Simon was all bark and no bite, thought Melanie in her mind.

  "We know you know something, Crayon, so why not share the info?" Simon kept a polite tone and the smile still on his lips.

  "I am sharing nothing with you. Especially after what your friends did to my friend," huffed Crayon, and he then said, "So why don't you take your shady ass with you. The girl is welcome to stay here," he looked at Melanie.

  "We only want to know where Conner is," stated Melanie, but she got no reply.

  "My memory must suck because I don't know what my friends did to your friends. Especially considering how my friends do a lot of things to others. You cannot blame it on me," came Simon's calm words, but the other vampire continued to push his shoulder, nearly having his back hit the door.

  The next time when Crayon tried to push Simon, the red-headed vampire caught hold of his hand and twisted his arm backwards, having the vampire groan in pain. Simon pushed the boy's head on the table that was nearby.

  "I am always trying to be polite but you people always have to push my buttons, don't you?" questioned Simon, his eyes shifting from green to red. He said, "Now tell me while I am still being nice. Where is Conner?"

  Melanie was in slight awe by seeing how Simon had twisted and turned the boy, catching the person entirely off guard before attacking him back.

  "I cannot tell it here you fucker!" Crayon cursed Simon, trying to stand straight and to give a proper punch to the red-headed vampire. But Simon locked any movements from the other vampire, and he twisted the boy's arm further and had Crayon scream in agony.

  "What a baby," commented Simon, "Now tell me, what do you know?"

  Simon must have twisted the boy's arm in a way that hurt him the most that the guy's face scrunched in pain, and he gasped for air, "I cannot tell it in front of the girl!"

  "That's fine. You don't have to be shy about her presence," replied Simon.

  "She's different!"

  "Ah, now I see. Don't worry about that. I will wipe her memory with a snap of my fingers, so quickly cough up what you know unless your left arm is the most unloved body part of yours," stated Simon, and he pressed the other vampire's face further on the table.

  Crayon tapped his other freehand on the table so that Simon wouldn't tear out his arm. He said, "I earlier saw Evans carrying Conner out of his office. I also saw Luciano with them."

  Hearing this, Melanie's worry skyrocketed.

  "And do you know what happened after that?" Simon continued to question Crayon.

  "How the fuck do I know—arg! I don't fucking know, I just heard from someone that they headed in the direction of the dungeon. The compulsion wall in his mind must have worn off. There could be a hundred reasons."

  When Simon let go of Crayon's hand, the boy quickly stepped away from him and rubbed his arm, glaring at the red-headed vampire.

  "Such an easy task and you wanted to go through it with pain. Tch," said Simon, shaking his head. "You are a closet masochist, aren't you?"

  Melanie tugged on Simon's shirt, and she said, "We should hurry."

  Somewhere, Simon wanted to delay it so that the human boy could be tortured a little. Because he knew Conner had probably done something dumb and had gotten himself in the current situation. Also, he could spend more time with Melanie, who was more compliant with his words.

  Truth to be told, Simon had never noticed Melanie until Maximus had invited Julianne and her to come sit with them at the bonfire. Though most of his friends' eyes had been trained on the girl with the glasses, Simons's eyes had been fixed on someone else. He had always looked at things that were hidden. It was the first time he had caught sight of Melanie. Black hair, black eyes, lips pink in colour, and a small frown adorned her face with a boy next to her.

  And after the time he spent quietly observing her, Simon noticed how her gaze was different when it came to the same boy, whom she called her best friend. He enjoyed picking people's weaknesses, and it was his favourite pastime.

  Most of the girls in the university who flirted with him acted coy, while Melanie was someone who could read and sense him, even though they hadn't spoken much to each other in the past.

  "Let us go," Simon agreed with her, and Melanie turned, walking towards the door.

  Crayon wasn't happy with the treatment he had received, and when Simon turned his back to him, walking towards the door, he turned to look at the table. He quickly grabbed the paper cutter and went to attack Simon.

  But Simon, who heard the slight sound from behind, quickly turned around and, in time, caught hold of the paper cutter. He pushed Crayon to the wall and pulled out the cutter to bring the blade out. He pointed it at Crayon's face.

  "What did I tell you? You little piece of shit," the smile on Simon's face disappeared, and he said, "You must be way over your head to think you could stab me."

  "All of you deserve to rot in hell—"

  Simon's movements were too quick for a person to follow, and Melanie didn't know what had happened. One second, Simon was holding the vampire's neck, and the next moment, he had caught hold of the vampire's tongue, pulling it out, and it made her cringe.

  "Why don't you try speaking now?" questioned Simon, bringing the paper cutter near the vampire's tongue while continuing to pull out Crayon's tongue. The other boy made sounds, unable to speak, and the red-headed vampire glared at him. He turned his head to the side while his eyes stayed on the boy in front of him. He spoke to Melanie, "Why don't you head towards the Blue Block and I will catch up with you?"

  Melanie stared at Simon and the other guy before giving him a nod. She quickly left the dorm, heading out of the boy's Dormitorium.

  In the room, Simon gripped harder on the vampire's tongue while holding the paper cutter, which wasn't far from it. Simon asked, "What were you speaking earlier? You wanted the girl to stay?"

  "Ah, dhi sa aht!" came the words from Crayon, his eyes wide while his eyes darted in between Simon and the sharp blade.

  "Are you telling me that I need to visit the doctor?" Simon narrowed his eyes as he asked the boy, who made some noise again. He said, "It takes only a second to cut off your tongue, and funnily, it doesn't regenerate again. I don't think you would like that."

  Simon playfully poked the blade on the boy's tongue, and the boy tried to shake his head, but his movements were restricted.

  "Listen carefully now. If I hear you about you trying to invite her or her friend. Or if your friends invite them, I will make sure the blade won't just cut off the tongue, but I will use it as a fork to pluck out your eyeballs. Do you understand it or do you want me to show it to you?"

  Hearing Crayon make noise, Simon finally let go of the boy and wiped his fingers on Crayon's clothes before patting on the boy's shoulder.