**The Nighttime Encounter**

The city was alive and buzzing, even at this late hour. Izuku Midoriya, a young man with a messy shock of green hair, walked down the deserted streets, lost in thought. He had always felt like an outcast, a misfit in a world where superpowers were the norm. His Quirk, One For All, had been passed down through generations of his family, but it was a pale imitation of the incredible abilities that others possessed. As he turned a corner, he noticed a figure standing on the rooftop of a nearby building. The figure, a tall and lean young man with piercing blue eyes, seemed to be gazing out at the city with a look of quiet contemplation. Izuku felt an inexplicable jolt of attraction, and his eyes locked onto the stranger. For a moment, they simply stared at each other, the only sound being the distant hum of the city. Izuku felt like he was drowning in the depths of the stranger's eyes, which seemed to see right through him. The stranger, Deku, seemed to sense Izuku's gaze and turned to face him. A slow smile spread across his face, and he jumped down from the rooftop, landing with a soft thud on the pavement. "Hi," Deku said, his voice low and smooth, like honey. "What's a guy like you doing out here all alone?" Izuku felt a blush rise to his cheeks as he looked away, trying to play it cool. "Just enjoying the night air, I guess," he muttered. Deku chuckled and took a step closer to Izuku. "The night air, huh? I think there's more to it than that. You seem like someone who's running from something... or someone." Izuku's eyes snapped back to Deku's, and he felt a shiver run down his spine. There was something about Deku that made him feel like he was seeing right through him, like he could read his thoughts. As they stood there, the tension between them grew thicker, until it seemed like a living, breathing thing. Izuku felt like he was drawn to Deku, like a moth to a flame. And then, just as suddenly as it had started, everything went back to normal. Deku smiled again, and Izuku felt like he was waking up from a dream. "My name is Deku, by the way," the stranger said, holding out his hand. Izuku took it, feeling a spark of electricity as their palms touched. "I'm Izuku Midoriya," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. As they shook hands, Izuku felt a strange sensation, like a buzzing in his fingertips. He didn't know it yet, but his life was about to change in ways he never could have imagined. Deku released his hand, and Izuku felt a pang of disappointment. But then, Deku's eyes locked onto his, and he felt like he was being pulled into their depths once more. "Nice to meet you, Izuku," Deku said, his voice low and husky. "I think we're going to get along just fine." Little did Deku know, their encounter was only the beginning of a journey that would take them into a world of vampires, where the lines between good and evil were blurred, and the heart was the only compass that could guide the way.