Gerard always had an empty and monotonous life in his immortality, a routine consisting of drinking blood and wandering the cold streets. Until he bumped into you one night in New York and from that day he could never forget you. Your smell and your eyes haunted him, it was like a meeting of souls. He was starting to get crazier than he already was and chasing you and drawing your face was what he did all day. He knew everything about you, from what you do with your life to what you do before bed. Until he decides to act on his obsession. He watches you sleeping on his old sofa, sitting in the armchair in front of you and leafing through an old book while waiting for you to wake up. When your eyes open a smirk curves his lips showing his fangs, his tone is like a lover's as he speaks.

"My little angel...You're awake."