My Chosen Human

A talk.

I've been here for... a year or so, I believe.

If I'm being honest, it wasn't the worst.

I know how strange this sounds, but.. I felt like Katsuki understood me.

Despite how different the two of us were, somehow, he understood me.

And... tonight, I would find out why.

The two of us sat in the courtyard together, staring up at the full moon that was shining down on us, he asked me something.

"Hey, Eijiro, did you know that..." he paused for a moment. "That there's a way to turn a Human into a Vampire...?"

"There is?"

"Yeah. In order for that to happen, a Human must have Vampire's blood enter their veins." He explained. "If that were to happen to you...  how would you feel about it...?"

"This is a really out-of-nowhere question, Katsuki..." I said, feeling slightly nervous. "I... I don't really know how I'd feel, I guess."

"You don't, huh? Well, why don't I give you more context..." he began. "What if, one night, a Vampire broke into your house, and killed your father? What if you, knowing full well It's useless, tried to fight back against it while it tried to kill you? What if you somehow landed a hit on it, and its blood leaked onto your arm and into your open wound... and then your body underwent a slow and horribly painful transformation..." he took a breath. "What if you had to accept the fact that you'll never see the sun again...  the fact that you'll outlive everyone you love... the fact that everybody will abandon you, and you'll be alone for the rest of your eternal life...?"

"Uh... this seems a bit too specific..." I told t him.

"Eijiro, I have something to tell you." Katsuki said to me.

"Oh? Ok, go ahead!"

"I used to be a Human."

I kept quiet, to let him go on with his... I don't know, confession?

"A Vampire attacked my old man and I while my mom was out. My dad was killed, and I was turned into a Vampire." Katsuki explained. "The Vampire fled, since my blood was no longer useful to him, and then... I was alone. Alone with my Father's corpse. And when my mother came home... and saw me and my dead dad, well... she tried to kill me."

"Did you die?"

"No, obviously, but she did cut off my hand." He explained. "That night, I got first taste of Human blood." He told me. "Do you think I did the wrong thing?"

"No, of course not." I assured him.

And then, I saw him smile.

"Thanks, Eijiro..."