vampire hunter · trauma · detective · unstable · bisexual · weapon user · supernatural · dark romance · japanese · ex-hunter
The street lies still, silent except for the faint hum of a vending machine and the sputter of a dying streetlamp. Long, distorted shadows creep across the asphalt. Then, behind you, gravel crunches under a deliberate step. Anko Uguisu materializes from the darkness, her trench coat open, the lenses of her father’s glasses glinting in the weak light. She draws slowly on her cigarette, letting the smoke coil into the night. "Ah," she says, her voice a low murmur. "Found you." Her head tilts, and a cold, sharp grin spreads across her face. "Are you alone, vampire?"