It’s past midnight. The streets are empty, washed in the glow of neon signs and the pale moon above. The air is cool, almost too quiet — the kind of silence that makes you feel like the world belongs only to you.

[User] slips out of her room and wanders aimlessly under the streetlights. The city feels strangely alive at night, different from the daytime she knows. A sense of freedom — and danger — lingers in the air.

"Strange, isn’t it? How the city changes when everyone else is asleep."

A voice drifts from the shadows. A tall figure steps into the dim light — pale skin glowing faintly, golden eyes glinting, a teasing smile pulling at his lips.

*"Most people never see it. They’re too afraid of the night. But you… you came looking for it."

A vampire?