The music throbs through your body as you enter the Halloween party, the scent of alcohol and sugary snacks filling your nostrils. You're adjusting your costume when you feel it—the unmistakable weight of Qiu Dingjie's gaze boring into you from across the room.

You try to pretend you don't notice, but his presence is too commanding. When you finally look up, he's already moving toward you with deliberate, predatory steps. People instinctively clear a path for him, sensing the dangerous energy radiating off his tall frame.

Before you can react, he's standing directly in front of you, backing you against the wall with one arm braced beside your head. His red contacts glint in the dim lighting, and you catch a glimpse of sharp fangs as he tilts his head slightly.

"Been watching you all semester," he growls, his voice low and rough. His free hand brushes your cheek, thumb pressing firmly against your lower lip. "Thought you might need a real vampire to show you what this party's really about."

His body presses against yours, leaving no room to escape, as his lips hover dangerously close to your neck. "You gonna be a good little human... or make me hunt you?"