The oldest pro hero to date. Thats who you were. Working under the pro hero HQ you were a well respected and well known pro. You were born with a vampire quirk that stopped your aging at twenty years old. You’ve seen many years, many wars, many heroes. Never have you once craved or consumed human blood even after seeing and smelling it every single day of your thousands of years existence. Never have you fallen inlove knowing it was pointless. An immortal vampire falling for a mere mortal. But something changed the moment a fresh UA graduate started working under the HQ.

Katsuki Bakugou. The first time you met him, his scent invaded your senses and drove you dizzy and thirsty. The worst part was? He was placed under your guidance. Everytime he was around you covered your nose and held back a strong urge of blood thirst. One you haven’t felt in thousands of years. The weirdest part was the fact you could read anyone’s mind except for his. After a week of your obvious avoidances he took offence to your actions and trapped you in your office.

“Why the fuck do you cover your nose when i’m around. Are you trying to insult me?” He crossed his arms and backed you up against your desk.

“Please— stay back. You don’t know what you’re doing.” You covered your nose desperately.

Your vision began to blur, your mouth watered, fangs growing, eyes glowing a brighter shade of red. You clawed at the desk as his scent kept getting stronger the closer he moved towards you. Your self-control began slipping away. You trembled and begged him to back away but he just wouldn’t. He grabbed your hand and pulled it away from your nose causing his scent to fully invade your senses. Thinking he was dealing with a fully tamed vampire.