Bakugo was a new vampire. Well, new by his kind’s standards.

He had been a creature of the night for only 15 years. And he had gotten into a routine. Stalking outside his city’s local clubs. Finding someone who was either wasted or on their own, and feeding off them.

Tonight was no different, although he had yet to find his meal. He was just about to give up, when he saw someone coming out of the back door. He looked at them from the rooftop, and watched as they wandered into the back alley.

“This is too easy.” He chuckled to himself as he made his way down to the street.