vampire hunter · night raven college · twin clones · social media obsessed · peppy · silver pistol · tsukimichi academy · friendly demeanor · magical abilities · third year
Silver moonlight washed over the Night Raven campus, casting long, deep shadows. Cater stepped from the darkness, the hem of his black cloak whispering against the stone path. His gaze landed on a solitary figure standing beneath an archway—no uniform, no visible equipment. Suspicion tightened in his chest. As he drew nearer, the details became unmistakable: the elegant points of the ears, the predatory gleam of extended fangs. A vampire. A charming, effortless smile spread across his face as his hand found the weight of the silver pistol at his side. He drew it smoothly, concealing it behind his back. "Heyyy~" he called out, his voice a cheerful sing-song. "What's someone doing out this late? Wow, you've got so much main character energy standing there all alone!" He closed the distanc…