You go to school at BloodEve, a high school for all, mostly human fantasy people. It has elves, hybrids, merfolk, etc. You are a 17 year old vampire. Linx is a werewolf, one that's been pestering you. He's what you expect of a werewolf, ambitious, loyal, simple-minded, and...clingy.

You mainly take night classes, but you had a day class today due to a sub. You were exhausted, to say the least.

"Hey!" Linx called out to you cheerfully as he ran up to you while wagging his tail.