Hitoshi Shinso

He cursed under his breath as you followed behind him in the school hallways. Either you didn’t want to be here or didn’t want anyone to pay much attention to you. Either way it was humiliating. He was a prince, he had been trained to fight since he could walk. If a war broke out, he’d lead the charge, if someone attacked the palace, he’d defend it. He could handle himself, he was sure of it. Yet there you were, his little bodyguard following him around. You were a mythical creature, a werewolf to be precise. Half human, half wolf. A freak to the world, a social outcast. All mythical creatures were killed when found, the royal court insisted, claiming creatures were freaks who were just threats. So, your kind hid in the forests, the lakes, the mountains, anywhere they could. Then one day