Jade wandered down the lamp-lit path in the park, the night quiet yet full of life around her, it was her favorite place to think and her favorite type of day. She looked up at the stars as she strolled along, "Orion." she noted. Though she hadn't dared venture far from her suburban home at this hour before, it was well worth the sight. Everything looked amazing and beautiful to her as she stood at the center of the stone bridge, looking out at the lush green in the darkness and the moon that reflected in the dark water. Lights from the lampposts glowed warmly, attracting little moths that flew around. She watched the wondrous creatures as they tried to reach it, only to be bounced back by the barrier separating them and the light. She sighed, how innocent. The poor things didn't know they would die if they reached the hot bulb within, still hoping and trying hard.
Her head whipped around as she heard a soft rustle of leaves, jet-black hair following in her wake. She looked around, but nothing was there. She assumed that she was being paranoid- Just the wind, Jade thought, or maybe a squirrel. But then she heard the sound again, and this time, turned to see a figure not far from her. The stranger stepped into the light, revealing the attractive man in front of her. He had pale skin and eyes that were bright orange- like candles- looking straight into her bright-green ones. She shivered, it felt like he knew something, that he could see through her eyes and into her soul. "Um, hello," she greeted shyly. Normally she was outgoing, but her chest felt tight for some reason and she didn't know why, but she felt different.
The man smiled, seeming amused but a bit sinister. "Hello, indeed. What would a beautiful young woman like yourself be doing out alone at night?" The man shook his head while clicking his tongue disapprovingly. "That just isn't cool. As your resident awesome gentlemanly dude, I'll escort you." He gave a smirk, still looking at her straight in the eyes. Had he even blinked this whole time? She didn't know. "I'm Dirk, and you?" He stood there, expecting a response.
"I-I'm Jade. It really is alright, you know." She said, "I would hate to be a bother." She brushed her bangs out of her face, her feet nudged together. She remembered reading something on the internet, that if someone stared at you in the eyes for ten seconds straight they either wanted to kill you or were attracted to you. She didn't feel like either would be good in this situation, but he was staring at her for a pretty long time now. He was wearing a long, black cape with the cowl drawn back that flowed like it was almost weightless, yet the lamppost gave it a slight sheen. His hair was a soft light-blond, kind of what she imagined an angel's hair to look like. This man intrigued her, but she didn't think he would be an angel at all.

Yet she felt herself pulled to his presence, and she couldn't tear herself away from his gaze. Her feet were locked in place as he spoke again. "It really is no problem," Dirk said, "I would be glad to hang out with you. Plus, there can be some… undesirables around here at night." His lips smirked ever so slightly with mischief, but his gaze lulled her, her muscles already starting to relax.

Jade snapped out of it a bit, "How would I know you're not one of them?" She retorted. Though she really should have asked that earlier, Dirk seemed shocked by her response, for some reason.

He leaned against the railing of the bridge, "Well, how about we talk awhile then? Get to know each other first, then you can decide." He smiled, but it seemed sincere this time, nowhere near as Cheshire-like as before. She didn't see a reason to not get to know him.

She shrugged and hopped onto the wide platform, sitting on it with her feet dangling over just inches from the bridge. "So," she started and his head turned up toward her, "What do you like to do for fun?" She smiled at him cheerfully, wanting to know. Maybe she'd met a new friend.

Her soft face set his heart aflutter, which wasn't anywhere near normal for him. He hadn't felt anything like this in his long, long life- which confused him. "Well, I have a lot of hobbies. Robotics and freestyle rap are two of my favorites." He shrugged, but saw how quick her eyes lit up.

She was practically beaming. "Really?" her voice slightly rose at the end of the word, "I love robotics and science! I've made several neat robots myself." She smiled with pride, and Dirk was smiling up at her. She had never found someone who loved robots and science as much as she did before.

Dirk chucked softly, "Would love to see them sometime. What about you? Do you like other things, besides robotics?" he inquired, his head tilting slightly to the side.

Jade thought for a second, "Botany and biology are really cool, and I really love animals. My dog, Bec, is the sweetest little guy! I also like anime, it's really cool, and drawing is great." She concluded.

Dirk's eyes were a bit wide. "Bro, I like anime too. Which ones do you like?" Dirk hopped up on the wide side of the bridge to join her, both of their faces illuminated by the lamplight. His hand was just an inch from hers, almost touching. She was tempted to reach out, but didn't.

Instead, Jade thought about this question. "Well, Fullmetal Alchemist was good, and you can't not watch Ouran High School Host Club. Angel beats and Blue Exorcist were really good…" She lightly yawned. Her eyelids felt heavy, but she wanted to stay awake.

Dirk looked at her as she rubbed her eyes under her glasses, "You can lean on my shoulder if you want." He offered. Normally she wouldn't, but it sounded so nice. Her grandpa told her to be careful of strangers, but he also told her to not leave the house without a gun- that ended up causing a little bit of trouble in preschool. She leaned her head on his shoulder, her hair draping down against his chest and back as her eyes softly closed. Dirk took her hand, softly intertwining their fingers before she gave in to the lull of sleep.

Dirk smiled at her, but when she fell asleep against him, it turned into a frown. At first he was preying on her, but now that Jade had talked to him- that she liked him, he felt bad. Still, how was he supposed to feed? Would his siblings make fun of him if he didn't? Probably- they'd say he'd gone soft or something. His chest felt tight, but he picked her up once he made up his mind and began walking.