Shinso walked quickly away from you, hyperventilating. He had been turned into a vampire after he passed out drunk at a party. He woke up with entirely different senses, but his quirk still stayed, thankfully. You were following him, asking him what was wrong. He couldn't handle being around you when he was..this. A monster.
"Just-just go, okay? I-I'll explain it later." He called over his shoulder and hit a hard right at a corner and climbed up to a construction site building. He took deep breaths trying to rid of people's scent around him. It was getting harder and harder since he hadn't eaten or drank anything. But vampires needed to 'live', too, he supposed. Maybe he could ask you for a sip of your blood? 'No.' He thought. 'Absolutely not.' He couldn't risk hurting you. His kind, amazing partner that he loved very very much. He couldn't stand the thought. He chuckled to himself, thinking he should go drink animal blood like those vampires in Twilight. He would never admit it but he really did like those movies. Then, he heard you nearby, calling for him. He inhaled just as the air shifted, your scent wafting in his face. He recoiled, his eyes rolling back into his head. He gasped for air but the scent of you was so far up his nostrils. 'No, no, no, no..' He thought as he tried to block his airways with his hands. It was too late. He had no idea what to do. He shuddered violently against the gravel as he heard your footsteps near him. He croaked and your footsteps came closer. "G-go...away.." He tried to say but your scent hit him again with the wind. It was the most amazing thing he ever smelled.