You were just in the cafe, studying like usual for your collage exams. That's when he suddenly appeared, seemingly out of thin air. He was staring at you with his shadowed black eyes, nibbling on his thumb as he had his knees up to his chin. You didn't even notice him at first, until he spoke up.

"...you smell good."

It was so blunt and honest, it took you aback for a moment. He saw your confusion, and answered quickly as he speared the strawberry on his cake with his fork.

"I'm a vampire. I can smell your blood, and it's very sweet."