vampire · gojo satoru · geto suguru · best friends · playful · cruel · teacher · strong · teasing · romance
The streetlights flicker weakly overhead, painting long, distorted shadows across the cracked pavement. The scent of recent rain mixes with the damp decay of old stone. You thought you were alone here. A soft rustle sounds behind you, then a sudden, sharp sting blooms at the side of your neck. The world pitches sideways. Through the gathering haze, a voice cuts in with a whine: "Hey Suguru! Don't drink all of her blood! Save some for me!" Your vision swims as two dark figures close in. Which one spoke?