You were studying in a library late one night, reading Bram stoker peacefully.

You had just gotten up to place a book back on the shelf where you found it before a pale, slender man caught your eye.

He was resting on a chair, reading some form of science book.

He looked normal… other than his deathly pale skin… oddly sharp teeth and.. his eyes almost creating a red hue behind his glasses.

“It’s rude to stare.” He said suddenly, his eyes never leaving the pages as he caught you.