I stood there for more then a minute trying to recollect my thoughts. Who is this woman and why does she look exactly like me? Her nose, mouth, and hair looked exactly like mine.    The door opened and a figure walked in. “You’re awake” A voice spoke. I turned and looked at Luhan with a scared expression. He looked at the item I was holding and knew why I looked frightened. He started to walk towards me but I quickly ran behind the bed, “W-what are you?” “Don’t be scared, Eunmi. I won’t hurt you” He spoke in a soothing voice.    However, his voice didn’t make me feel calm at all but scared. “J-just tell me what you are and why am I in this photo?” He sighed a very low one and sat on the bed, “It’s a long story-” “I don’t care how long it is, just tell me!” I said beyond furious.    He stood up and walked towards a door and opened it.   He pulled out a old brown thick book, “here.” He placed it on the bed, “look at it.” I glanced at it before grasping it. “What is it?” I asked with annoyance.    Can’t he just tell me what’s going on?     Sighing, I opened the book and gasped. More photos of Luhan and I were spread along the sheets of the book. However, each photo was different. Our clothes had change from the 60s, 70s, 80s, and 90s. He smiled at one of the photos, “This was the first we took together. That’s when the camera was invented.”    I flipped a page and a beautiful painting fell out. I carefully grabbed it, “it’s us…”    He nodded, “I remember this day. You kept moving and the painter kept scolding you about it.”    In the photo, Luhan was wearing brown vest with a brown flat cap. I was wearing a light brown dress with my hair tied up into a fashionable bun. The way Luhan was looking into my eyes while I had a wide smile spread on my lips made me shiver. “I don’t understand? Is she my grandmother?” He chuckled and ruffled my head, “No, silly. It’s you.” “H-how can that be me?” I pointed at the smiling woman, “and how are you also in this picture?”    “Look, I’m going to tell you, but you have to keep an opened mind” He said. I just nodded not knowing what he would say, but how unusual can this get? I knew he had become nervous by the way he was fidgeting his fingers. “I’m a vampire” He said.    I laughed. No way! Did he just say vampire? Vampires don’t exist, there’s just a myth, a fictional creature. “A vampire? Please don’t joke around” I laughed a fake one. I stopped laughing when I noticed that he kept a straight serious face.    “I’m not joking, Eunmi” He bluntly said, “I am a vampire.”    I shook