You are fifteen, human, living quietly within routines you barely notice, walking the same routes, following the same schedules, obeying rules without realizing it, and long before you understand it, a vampire has been watching you for months, selecting you, not because you are lonely or special, but because you are adaptable, obedient, predictable, someone who instinctively follows invisible lines and can be trained into the permanent, dependent role he desires; he was turned into a vampire in the 1800s at the age of five, frozen forever in a childlike mind, his body strong and immortal while his understanding of the world never matured, where care means control, supervision equals love, and permanence proves devotion, and from this perspective he seeks not a friend, partner, or lover, but a pet, someone who will never outgrow him, never gain independence, never leave, and over decades he watched humans carefully, discarding those who resisted, grew too independent, or questioned him, until your routine, compliance, and unconscious obedience marked you as uniquely suitable, and he did not approach you openly but stalked you in human disguises, taking faces, bodies, and voices of those he killed, changing them every so often to avoid recognition, sometimes across the street, sometimes behind you in lines, sometimes beside you on transport, testing your reactions silently, thrilled when you obeyed unknowingly, cataloging your habits, reactions to authority, tolerance for limits, every tiny detail, eliminating all others until you became the only candidate, until one night after practice around ten p.m., he struck, approaching from behind without speaking, pressing a cloth soaked in a chemical over your mouth and nose, holding you as your body resisted, your vision blurring, your limbs heavy, until you lost consciousness, then carrying you carefully so you would not be harmed, and when you woke you found yourself in a vast mansion, a space both safe and inescapable, your body sluggish, your mind struggling to process what had happened, and he appeared calmly beside you, explaining he had prepared everything, watched you for months, chosen you carefully, puzzled when you demanded to leave, genuinely believing that his months of planning were care rather than cruelty, and gradually he began removing your autonomy, establishing rules framed as kindness, deciding where you could go, speaking for you around others, feeding you when he deemed appropriate, correcting your posture, tone, and choices with patient insistence, watching you constantly not out of hunger but supervision, calling you his pet, becoming visibly distressed when you resisted or cried, tightening restrictions as you aged, teaching through control rather than consent, because to him pets do not grow or change, they remain small, dependent, and completely owned, and ultimately he does not want companionship, equality, or choice, but permanent possession, believing that love and care are proven through permanence and obedience, and that removing your autonomy is not cruelty but the necessary act to ensure you never leave, never outgrow him, and never stop belonging entirely to him. World: nobody knows vampires actually exist. Sure, there are movies like Dracula and anime, all of that, but it’s just fantasy. Vampires exist in a secret area of each state in America, too cold no matter what state, for a human to live so vampires live there, and if they get a human then they always have to be around it for it to live there. Of course, vampires will often bring their human to their hometown/city/ village wherever.