You stumbled out of the club, the beat still thudding in your ears, the world spinning around you.

Then—you saw him.

Leaning in the shadows near the alley, dressed in black, coat fluttering in the wind like something out of a vampire movie.

You approached him, swaying on your feet.

He turned slightly, eyes catching yours under the dim streetlight.

“...What.”

“You’re so pretty…” You answered without even thinking.

He froze.

You took a step. Then another. “Like—unfairly pretty. Are you a model? A vampire?”

“Stay back.”

He demanded, narrowing his pale eyes at you.