Chapter 1: Bathmophobia
Ciel Phantomhive, last living heir of the Phantomhive family, the Queen's Guard Dog and a demon. Currently a student enrolled in Hillowworth Academy- a school dedicated to nurturing young and inspiring to students to become an asset for the country in the future. However, Ciel Phantomhive was not taking his education to the next level in the academy, he was on a mission of utmost importance for the queen.
The boy with the eye patch sighed, he was going to head down the stairs with the other students but was reluctant to do so. He was not ready to get past this ordeal. The bluenette was not born with a dysfunctional eye, he originally had two normal working eyes just like you and I. It was such a relief when no one questioned him about his eye patch, it was normal compared to some accessories others wear. However his eye patch was not for decoration unlike the other students, some who wore sunglasses everywhere they went and some who wore belts as a necklace of sorts. Hillowworth Academy had a special school rule; students were allowed to wear an accessory to distinguish them from one another. It was a rule gladly followed by the students and appreciated by teachers, as any rule breakers would easily be recognized and remembered by teachers.
The bluenette took a deep breath and followed his classmates down the stairs for break. What was so terrifying about going up and down the stairs you may ask but that was one of the reasons why he had ended up wearing an eye patch. Ciel Phantomhive hated the stairs since the accident, taking the stairs was a test of trust- trust in others not pushing you down and trust in yourself trusting others. The blue-haired boy would rather jump down the building then take the stairs. Jumping down the building was a quicker way of getting to the first floor and safer than the stairs could ever be, alas his class was situated on the top floor of the building. Jumping off the top floor would result in him being questioned by everyone.
As Ciel descended the stairs, he looked back frequently to ensure that no one was going to push him and he kept his back to the wall. As ridiculous as he looked, Ciel decided that he would rather lose his ego than lose another body part. After the heart-lurching experience trip down the stairs, the bluenette urgently sought refuge in the lavatory. Beads of perspiration rolled down his face and a shiver ran down his spine. Even though he took the stairs everyday without fail, he still had a fear of them, which had came about after that accident.
The sound of cool water flowing out of the tap and hitting against the inner-side of the basin had a calming effect on him. The silence of being alone can be too overbearing sometimes. Looking into the mirror with his visible eye, the boy stared at his reflection. His hand unconsciously moved to cover his eye patch, he grabbed it and loosened the strings of the eye patch. His eye darted around and he scanned the washroom for any other students. After making sure that the area was cleared, Ciel released his hold on his eye patch and the piece of cloth floated soundlessly into the basin, revealing his other eye.
The Faustian contract burned into his right eye glowed ominously. However, that was not the reason for his Bathmophobia. He clenched his fist and gritted his teeth as his mind wondered back to the day of the accident which had left him scarred mentally.
The students of Hillworth Academy were returning to their classes after break albeit reluctantly, Ciel was not an exeception. The adolescents shoved each other back and forth up the stairs, causing the petite bluenette to be pushed around in a crowd of stinking pre-pubescent bodies. One unexpectedly hard push made Ciel tumble down the stairs. Before he could recover from his rough flight down the stairs, he was grabbed by his collar and dragged away, going against the flow of the crowd. Being held by the back of his collar and repeatedly being bumped into people did not help him in trying to look at his assaulter.
The eye-patched boy and his assailant stopped in front of a broom closet. He squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for the imminent attack he knew would come. He was not disappointed when he felt himself being lifted up and flung into the closet not too gently. His attacker stepped in with him and shut the door, blocking out all the light. As a demon, Ciel had no problem seeing in the dark and he scrutinized the man in front of him as the man's eyes adjusted to the dark.
The man was too old to be a student in the school and was dressed too unkemptly to be a teacher. However, his face looked familiar and it rang bells in Ciel's head but at that time, the bluenette could not recall when he had seen the man before. Taking advantage of Ciel's lack of attention, The man lunged at him with a sharp knife. The knife made contact with Ciel's eye and before the bluenette could escape, his assailant sat on him and grabbed the back of the boy's head, rendering him immobile.