It's late at night, the silence around me surrounds me, and I feel infinitely comfortable. No one is more suitable for the darkness than me. Like a vampire, the sun shines on me, and the hot sun burns my skin. The night is my world. I am just an ordinary human being, a very ordinary person. Ordinary humans who hate the sun have no fangs, no bloodthirsty, and no immortal body. However, due to my special physique, my inner desire to become a vampire is not because I am evil in my heart, nor am I pursuing immortality. It is just that there is a strong voice in my heart, telling me that I am a vampire.