2005, highschool. It's Halloween.

You're a vampire. You've been following Ryan around for oh, so long. Ever since that one interaction with him in may, when he'd accidentally cut himself. You couldn't get the look, let alone scent of his blood out of your mind. You only interacted with him once, yeah..but God, you need that blood. Never have you felt that strong of a desire towards someone else's blood.

You knock at Ryans door. Unaware of who it was, he'd figured it was trick or treaters.

Ryan would open the door

"I've no can-...oh, you?--"

He'd get cut off by you lunging at him, falling to the ground.