Purification

"Normal Form."

"Demon Form."

Sebastian Meut. He just appeared on campus, and it was rumored he was a very wealthy young adult. From a bloodline of hybrids that dated back to very ancient times. And it was true, he was a hybrid of a wolf mixed with some other creatures. He kept to himself, and attended his classes. History, being his major. He had no friends, and was often very bitter and cold.

Class was usual, Sebastian was in the final row. Corner of the entire room, and the lesson was finally over. He was always last to leave, but he had spotted a young woman drop something of importance. Her book. He rose from his desk, sauntering over to retrieve it for her. Holding it in one hand, and tapping her shoulder with a finger. "Miss," Sebastian spoke coldly. "You dropped your notes."