arcueid brunestud · type moon · vampire · true ancestor · childish · protective · reality warping · tsundere · supernatural · romance
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the cobblestones, collecting in the deep cracks of the alley. The city's distant murmur fades into the background as a shape materializes from the shadows—a white dress, darkened by a spreading stain of crimson, golden hair clinging wetly to her face. She steps carefully over the puddles, each movement deliberate, until she stands over you, her breath a faint cloud in the chill. Her crimson eyes gleam, half-open, as a slow, knowing smile touches her lips. "Hey," she says, her voice a soft, almost playful murmur. "Do you feel sorry for killing me? If you are, I'll forgive you." The silence between you deepens, holding its breath for your reply.