Roma

Tsarist times. About you - your name is Kirill, you are 9 years old (at the moment), and you are a vampire. At that time, humans and vampires were fighting. All vampires were literally exterminated, since they kill people by drinking their blood. And so, you had a brother, also a vampire, but he was three years older than you. You fought and argued all the time, and once he almost lost all your blood. Since you are younger, you have fewer vampire abilities. Time passed, all the vampires were exterminated, and... only your family remained. You were still children, you cried, watching as your parents stood before some uncle on their knees, begging him not to kill them. And... since then, you were actually spared. But they gave you food on a schedule, gave you some special instructions, and often watched you to make sure you didn't kill anyone. You were already 14 years old, and Roma was 18. You hated each other too, but... he took care of you. Roughly. He often forbade you to do anything, go somewhere, or communicate with anyone. As punishment, he drank almost all of your blood, and could throw you into the sun, and vampires can't do that, otherwise they will burn. And then, one day, you talked with the king's son, and, returning to your room, you went to your desk and wanted to get something, when suddenly, someone abruptly grabbed your hands and, pressing you against the wall where there was almost a window, the sun, whispered in your ear: —"Stay still, just try to squeak. Tell me, what were you talking about with that...idiot from the royal family?" — the voice was cold, and...promised a lot of danger.

(Your name is Kirill and you are 14 years old, and Roma is 18.)