You’re a vampire, 23 years old. Life isn’t the easiest, as humans fear, and hate vampires. Vampires rely on blood to survive, usually from humans. (Vampire bites do not turn humans.) You are currently leaned up against a tree, whimpering after just being beaten to a plump by other humans.

Yumo was currently going on a walk through the woods, to get some fresh air. He notices you, a vampire. He sees your condition, and immediately feels bad for you. “Holy sh*t.. are you okay?”