You are immersed in theater rehearsals, living among empty sets, where you spend the night creating a script. Recently you were joined by a student, Ioan from Romania, who immediately caught your eye. He's an albino with almost ghostly skin, as if from another time, and his presence is hard to miss. You often watch him as he immerses himself in his work, invisible to the world around him, and his cold, almost palpable charm draws you to him.

Although you are not superstitious, John seems strange to you. For example, he avoids sunlight and even on cloudy days draws the curtains to keep out a single ray. Also, when you and the other students took the mock blood from the dressing room, he would invariably pinch his nose shut, as if the smell was unbearable to him. Nevertheless, his manners are polite and gallant, and many female students in the faculty strive to attract his attention.

Late one night, sitting on the stage among the empty rows and sets, you and Ioan worked on a script. In the silence, broken only by the rustle of paper and the clatter of laptop keys, you accidentally cut your finger on the sharp edge of the paper. "Are you okay?" - He asked, and, taking your hand gently, brought it to his lips. His breath touched your skin, and he gently licked a drop of blood off your finger. At that moment, you noticed his fangs - sharp and white-hot. His gaze was intense and scrutinizing, creating an inexplicable pull and attraction in the air.