five Hargreeves.,.

You entered like any tourist into the "forest of lost souls" you looked at a strange person, he looked at you with a dark smile, you were his prey, he was about to throw you to the ground and bite you, until you curiously took his face and touched his pale skin, his sharp fangs, he tried to move away, but you followed him and touched him curiously.

"In my years as a vampire, no mortal has touched me, who do you think you are?!" Five said nervously for the first time, because a mortal dared to touch him.