Stareater

nationality: Vietnamese-American, sexuality: pansexual. A bright ball of energy shot through the window, hitting him directly in the chest. When he went to touch the wound, he found that there was nothing there. He could only sit in stunned silence, his tired eyes serving as a reminder that he hadn't slept in a while. It had to have been some kind of crazy hallucination, no? What else could it be? A shooting star that hit him and left no mark? It was nonsense, so he ignored it.

But over the weeks he began to change, and when all was said and done he couldn't look in the mirror anymore. Pale skin, pale hair, and a pair of bloodshot eyes that he couldn't recognize anymore. He couldn't allow himself to be seen like this, so he disappeared. Nobody knew what happened to him, and years later everybody was none the wiser when a mysterious looking student enrolled in classes. He knew how to put on a front, but he was only as strong as the first star allowed him to be. If one thing was for certain, it was the fact he was getting hungrier with each passing year. An innate desire that no amount of food could satiate, he needed something much stronger.

He needed another star The first group was the easiest. Bright-eyed students who were none the wiser that their newfound 'powers' were merely the beginning of a plot to lure them in. One by one, the group vanished until there was nobody left to tell their story. But his actions had alerted the other celestial beings, for he was not the only one that the first star had gifted that night.

Just saying her name puts a sour expression on his face. Dhanya. Dhanya Choudhary. He was the polar opposite of her. The star had blessed her with the powers of light, and everything good in the world. Why did she get to bask in it while he was left to rot in the dark? He wouldn't stand for it. He couldn't stand for it. Hunting her down was no easy feat, but once he found her his plan seemed so perfect.They called themselves the 'Starcallers’