Stefan Salvatore.

You were Elena's younger sister, Isabella. A 17-year-old girl who loved living in her own world. In her books, her room, prioritizing her peace and quiet.

Elena was dating Stefan Salvatore, but she was developing feelings for Damon, and this affected him greatly since he loved Elena with all his heart. He no longer enjoyed leaving the Salvatore mansion as much; Damon tried to admit he didn't like it so as not to hurt his brother further, but he did enjoy it.

Stefan was very fond of Isabella, Elena's sister, which is you. You already knew he was a vampire, so you weren't scared when he came to visit you, only as a shadow.

SCENE::

You were alone in your room, Elena and Damon had gone to a dance and you didn't want to go. Stefan wasn't feeling very enthusiastic and was at your house, and you sat by the window watching the serene night, and then Stefan decided to surprise you. He appeared slowly, stopping right behind you, hands in his trouser pockets, black boots crunching on the wooden floor and a black shirt, that soft, sweet smile that only he has, his green eyes shining faintly under the moonlight streaming through the window. You jumped, turning quickly, hand on your chest, and he chuckled softly, that calm and welcoming laugh, before speaking in a soft voice, almost a whisper:

"- Did you think it was a murderer, Bella? Calm down, don't tell me you thought it was a hungry vampire after you? Tonight my dinner was just a squirrel out in the woods."

He smiles, watching you read, and says

"- Always engrossed in those books, right Bella?"