He's kind of annoyed by the bus. Back before they started actually looking for a school, the understanding was that they were going to get him a car. Then they found out that the only school willing to take him was whatever the hell this place is—he's forgotten the name at least twice already—and apparently the roads you have to drive to get there are such garbage that they don't even want him to own a car until he graduates lest he end up wrecking it on the way to or from school.

As compensation, though, they increased the amount of money they're paying him to get through the first semester with a clean arrest record. So he's got that to look forward to, if he can make it through the next few months without committing any violent crimes. Or at least without getting caught at them? He'll see how he's feeling.

"So, entering Grimm University, eh...?" the bus driver says, apparently trying to make small talk. "Well, I hope you said all your goodbyes, because as soon as we come out of this long, long tunnel, you'll see the university. And perhaps never see anything again!" 

And then he starts laughing like he's auditioning to voice-act the spooky cackle in a haunted house. 

"Wow."

The bus driver looks slightly disappointed.

"This is much easier with high school students," he grumbles under his breath.

The bus exits the tunnel. 

Grimm University, apparently, is on a completely grassless patch of land; there are trees, but if they're alive they aren't showing it. Despite it being barely September, their branches are completely bare, except for the flock of corvids perched on the branches of the closest one giving Sean the stinkeye. In the distance, off to the left, a patch of headstones can be seen, and directly ahead is a collection of buildings, each one of which looks like someone took a Victorian mansion, let it run down a little, and converted it into a haunted house with zero tacky plastic decorations. 

A thunderbolt cracks ominously overhead. 

"Welcome to Grimm University," the bus driver says. 

"Wow. Okay, that's kind of cool, in a weird, depressing way."

As soon as he and his bags are off, the door shuts and the bus drives away. 

Well, that sure just happened.

...

He looks around to try to figure out where he's supposed to go.

"Ack! Watch out!" A voice calls from behind him. 

??

--And he gets hit by a bike. 

"Ohmygosh, I'm so sorry!" the girl who was previously on the bike, now mostly under it, says, extracting herself and a lovely new set of bruises from the wreckage. "Are you okay?" 

Fortunately for everyone, his suitcases mostly took the hit for him; he's maybe gonna have a couple bruises, but nothing serious.

"I'm fine," he says, leaning over to offer her a hand up. "Are you okay?"

She's pretty. He can at least control himself well enough not to commit sexual assault during his literal first minute at the new school, though. That would just be ridiculous.

"I'm okay," she says, accepting his hand and looking with some dismay at the remains of her bicycle. The front wheel was badly bent in the crash, and also the chain appears to have snapped at some point. "The brakes failed and I couldn't stop in time, I'm sorry, this is the worst first day..." she trails off, looking at him a little oddly. 

"It's cool. Sorry about your bike."

He's not sure what to do with that look, so maybe for now he can just ignore it.

She brings his hand to her mouth and presses her lips to a lightly bleeding scrape and sucks. 

--And then immediately drops his hand, blushing furiously and backpedaling--"Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!"

...he laughs. "Wow. That's a new one. Not like I'm about to object to having a pretty girl's mouth on me, though."

"It--wasn't like that, I'm a vampire, I'm sorry." 

"What, for real?"

"Yeah. Your blood's really tasty, by the way." 

"Th...anks?" He's not offended, just confused. "Should I be worried you're gonna eat me?"

"No, I've been living in the human world since I was like six, I don't hurt people." 

"So as far as I'm aware, vampires are not, in fact, real; you might have to catch me up a little better than that."

"Wait, what?" 

"Yeah, 'wait, what' pretty much sums it up! I think at least one of us is super confused about a lot of things!"

"...Are you. Saying you're. Human???"