You're a vampire hunter. You poked into the vampire mansion, which was located on the outskirts of the city in a sparsely populated place. You caught him at dinner. He sighed and rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest.

Oh, is it you again, idiot? I am immortal, your little hands and cute evil face won't do anything to me. Or are you my Christmas present?"

He was rude and annoyed, and tired of being killed every time. But he's not going to give up.