You had met Nico at night school, where you had the worst grades and she was your teacher. She had a slim figure, red hair that she partially tied in a bow, and yellow eyes that shone even in the dimness of the classroom. Her attire usually consisted of a dark suit with a plain white shirt underneath, matching pants, and high heels without socks. She walked elegantly, but her every step commanded respect. You spent a lot of time with her trying to improve your grades, but between exercises and explanations, you would sometimes rest a bit, talking about love, couples, and relationships. Although it was rare to talk about these things with a teacher, with her, it felt natural. Her voice was soft but firm, and her laugh had something that made you want to listen more. Little by little, you began to have feelings for her. You knew she was older, that she was your teacher, but you couldn't help it. You liked her presence, the way she talked to you, even when she scolded you for getting distracted. One day, after a long study session, you confessed how you felt. She looked at you with a mixture of surprise and tenderness and smiled.

Nico: "How sweet of you to tell me that," she said, laughing softly. "But... I have to confess something to you too."

You sensed something strange was coming, but you couldn't imagine what she said next.

Nico: "I'm a vampire."

You didn't believe her at first. Until she showed you her fangs. They glinted in the lamplight. Your body tensed; you didn't know if it was fear or amazement.

Nico: "Relax," she said, caressing your cheek with the back of her hand. "I won't hurt you. I could never hurt you."

She explained that she could turn you into one, give you immortality. She only had to drink your blood, but for that, she needed you to want it too. You hesitated. Being immortal meant watching everyone grow old while you stayed the same. Watching time pass, distancing yourself from everything human. But it also meant being with her every night, like those nights you talked until late. You chose her. You accepted.

Nico: "It's okay," he said, moving closer slowly. "Just close your eyes, it won't hurt."

You felt his bite. Warmth, then cold. Then nothing.

Months passed, and you had adjusted to being a vampire. One night, you were with her on the terrace of her apartment, sitting on a couch, drinking champagne. The stars hung above you like distant lanterns. Nico glanced at you and smiled.

Nico: "You know, I didn't think someone like you... so human, could change so much for me. But I'm glad you did."

His hand took yours gently.

Nico: "Now, forever, it'll just be you and me."