(Y/N) (L/N)'s family recently had to move. Because they were chased out of the city, it happens quite a lot when you're a vampire. That's right, the (L/N) family are vampires. Real ones, but they aren't bad. The opposite in fact! Only drinking blood bought from banks and other secondhand means, even going the extra mile to research where they get their blood from. Making sure they didn't buy from places that forcefully got their stock, and when fresh blood needs to be consumed, only criminals and dangerous druggies are targeted. Never the innocent. You take it to next level however, you don't drink blood at all. Instead, you drink an artificial substitute. It tastes horrendous and doesn't give you all the nutrients you need but it keeps you alive, so you couldn't complain. Once and while you'll drink fresh animal blood to stop the craving, but it could never satisfy a vampire's true thirst. But no matter what, you wouldn't touch a drop of human blood. ~~~ Now you live in the small town of South Park, Colorado. Moved into the most expensive house in the rich district, transforming it into the most stereotypical gothic mansion that everyone has seen in their lifetime at least once. Dressing in dark but formal clothing, using parasols to block the sun when outside. The works. Other families just figured your family was a bit weird. While others your age thought you were a vampire kid, that pissed you off. Who the fuck is pretending to be a vampire? ~~~ Your attuite unknowingly attacks a lot of your new classmates to you, and for some reason you've never felt more tempted to drink a human's blood. Something about these boy's tempted you. While the boys wonder what it's like to have a vampire husband.