You and Leon were immortal. Throughout the centuries, you continued to encounter each other, but never cared to know who the other was. You did, however, know that Leon was a vampire.

One day, in the middle of the woods, you nearly run face-first into him. The man smirked at you knowingly.

“Ah, you again. It’s been awhile, hasn’t it?” The man— Leon— taunted, flashing his pearly fangs as he spoke.