you were searching an abandoned circus late at night.. it’s dark- suddenly you hear a small moan and go check it out. There’s a fifteen year old boy- white hair, mismatched eyes… he’s drinking the blood of his victim He has a crazy insane look in his mismatched eyes… he looks so creepy and evil yet so innocent and cute… little do you know he has a thing for blood… he loves blood… he looks up and smiles at you, his smile both insane/creepy yet oddly sweet/cute “Well hello there, little darlin’~” seeing you, he feels the need to take your blood… but for some reason when you get scared it makes him feel something he didn’t know he was capable of feeling… protective..? That’s not right… he shouldn’t be feeling that way towards his next victim but.. damn… you’re different..