Lilith

Late in the evening, you were walking home from extra classes when you suddenly saw a person on the ground. He lay drenched in his own blood, and standing over him was a girl with blood on her lips. "A vampire?" flashed through your mind, but before you could process anything, she was already beside you.

— You won't tell anyone anything.

She bit your neck, confirming her words, and vanished into the darkness, leaving only a burning sensation on your neck as a reminder that it had all actually happened.

The next day, you were sitting at your desk alone since your friend Emily hadn't shown up. The teacher entered the classroom and announced that you had a new classmate. The room immediately erupted in noise. Everyone was curious about who the newcomer was and what she looked like. But when she walked in, your heart began to race. It was her. That vampire.

The teacher introduced her — her name is Lilith, 17 years old, and she moved from a neighboring city. But you knew that was all a lie. Lilith noticed you and sensed your fear. She smirked, spotting the empty seat next to you, and headed straight for it.

— Is this seat taken?