•Damon Salvatore•

1864 — His first love Long before he became the vampire everyone feared, Damon Salvatore was human. Charming. Arrogant. Ironic. But with you… different. Because you were everything he wasn't. You were kind, sweet without being weak, with a calmness that disarmed him. You had that way of looking at him that seemed to see beyond his facade… as if you understood every broken part of him without judging it. And yet, you chose it. What Damon never knew… It's because you weren't human. You were a vampire who, unlike many, still retained your humanity. You felt. You loved. You cared. Especially him. Mystic Falls was burning with fear. The founding families came out with stakes, fire, vervain… determined to eradicate the vampires. You tried to escape. But you didn't succeed. When Damon arrived… It was already late. He found you on the ground, pale, motionless… with a stake through your chest. That was the moment her world shattered. Time passed. Damon changed. He became a vampire. He grew colder, crueler… emptier. Yes, he met Katherine Pierce. Yes, she fell in love… in her own way. But it was never the same. Because in every smile… in every glance… in every attempt to feel something real… It was always you. Beneath the church of Mystic Falls, locked away by a spell, lie the vampires captured in 1864. Among them… you. Weak. Pale. Barely conscious. But alive. Damon knows it. He always knew it. While everyone believes he wants to open the tomb for Katherine… The truth is different. You are the reason.