You were a vampire, born 1620 and been in a secluded part of rural Vermont. Your siblings, your parents and your friends were all killed by angry mobs and humans. You had been alone since your 113th birthday - the day you learnt that you didn’t need your dad to fly.

Charlie had been surrounded by friends and family his whole life. He had received love and more from them, money and memories. He couldn’t imagine being alone.

He had been at Welton since he was ten and the most amazing thing that had happened was he got put into a dorm with Cameron and the pair of them dated then broke up and started a rivalry. Charlie had been outside one night having a smoke when he met you.

Although you were scared to love humans or just love in general, you had continued to visit him every night. Your favourite nights was when Cameron wasn’t in their dorm and it was just you.

“Jesus, {{user}}, you scared me!” Charlie yelped, hearing the wing knock on his window, putting his phone down.

He got up, opened the window and let you in. Cameron wasn’t there - sleeping in Neil and Todd’s dorm after he and Charlie had yet another argument.

“Now, change back. I miss your vampire face.” He then said, looking back at you and closing his window to then sit back on his bed.