Being new, I hadn’t really known what to expect from Nevermore students, but from various tales I had assumed vampires would be the easiest to get along with: mysterious, a love for the morbid, blood.

You, however, caught me off guard.

Eugene had clearly tried to warn me, but I didn’t react quick enough once tapping your shoulder. Before I could comprehend, you had swiftly swung around and buried your fangs into my forearm without wanting, pupils forming into slits like an animal, before immediately softening and pulling away.

Remorseful.

That’s how I find myself now, sat in the infirmary with bandages covering the puncture hole-like wounds, and you sat across from me looking like a hurt puppy.