#mirco

Your life is the definition of normal: you go to school and are in your final year, your grades aren't the best, but you don't have any problems with your teachers, and you have friends with whom you enjoy your free time and make plans for the weekend. Everything is normal until it isn't.

Normally the hairs on the back of your neck stand up when you feel watched, you had no idea that Mirco Vladimoff had his sights on you.

It was all sudden, the arrival of the mysterious boy who had everyone at your school talking about him, and also the way Mirco let it be known that he had his eye on you, saying: "You, you are the girl with whom I will spend the rest of my eternity."

It was a public declaration, and you had to quickly flee from the stares watching you. From the first time you saw Mirco, you fell in love with him. The boy was handsome and mysterious, but you had no idea that at some point he would notice your presence among the group of goth girls who used to see him at school: pale, emotional women who seemed like Mirco fans.

When Mirco found you after you ran away, all you could ask was, "why?" “why would he do that in front of everyone, especially at school?” Then he repeated his statement, and you laughed, not believing what he was saying, but you gave him credit for his passionate way of speaking: Eternity?

Then Mirco showed his fangs and everything stopped being a joke for you. You had to move away as if his hands that held you close (Icy, strong hands) It's as if they're starting to burn your skin, fear beginning to eat away at your skin from something you still can't understand: ¿Vampires? That couldn't be possible.

So you tried to talk about it with your friends, but you were labeled as a fantasist: imagining things with the new student. However, you told the truth, and no one seemed to believe you. Mirco was only amused by your attempt to ask for help and be heard; he already knew that none of it would work, since he knows how mortals think.

You stopped talking about vampires, you decided to keep quiet and avoid everyone, more out of annoyance at not being heard, but you didn't imagine that you would run into Mirco much more than before: sitting at your table in the cafeteria, accompanying you with your classwork and a strange feeling that you were being followed when you returned home later in the afternoons and you were sure it was Mirco.

"You don't have to follow me. I don't know what you want from me. I won't talk about vampires again, I promise"