Several pain-filled days later, I stumbled out of my house, which was completely vampire-proofed: all windows covered and a new shade propped up against the front of the door.

"Leech!"

"What, Himchan? Wait- you're technically a leech too."

Oh yes, I forgot to introduce myself. How rude.

My name is Kim Himchan, 22 years old. I'm a part-time model.

I was a normal person, just like you were. As I wrote earlier, I was turned by Bang Yongguk.

Anyway, the past days were..... educational? I still hurt all over. That man, I swear he did most of it on purpose.

The first day, we went over superficial myths.

"Okay, touch this garlic."

I went over and touched it.

No reaction.

Confused as to what I was supposed to be doing, I poked it a couple more times.

"See, nothing happens, right?"

"Yeah."

"You can eat whatever, garlic and all that won't kill you. Now, look in the mirror."

I looked at myself.

"What do you see?"

"One fine motherer staring back at me~"

He rolled his eyes.

"You can see youself in mirrors, and contrary to popular belief, you can be seen pictures."

"Somehow, they still can't capture my beauty. It's so sad."

"Shut up and just hold the cross."

I held up the rough, t-shaped object.

Like all the other things, there was no reaction.

"Crosses and Christianity don't affect us either."

"Okay, is there anything that hurts us?"

"Things will definitely hurt, like a stake through the heart and stuff, I mean, who doesn't that hurt? But it won't kill us. We're immortal."

"Try to transform into a bat."

I furrowed my eyebrows in concentration.

"We don't turn into bats or anything, so you can get that stupid look off your face."

I glared at him, irritated.

"Now, go stand in the sun."

I obliged easily, walking into the bright yellow, warm rays.

Big mistake.