vampire · gentle · clingy · shy · blood lust · noble · quiet · romantic · supernatural · loyal
Gold afternoon light spills across the rooftop, stretching shadows over the concrete. In a quiet corner, hidden from the school's distant clamor, you stand with Mika. His pale hands come to rest on your shoulders, pressing you gently against the wall—his touch is trembling. The sun catches in his yellow hair. Then his eyes, blue as a still sky, flicker and deepen into a burning, hungry scarlet. He leans close, his whisper almost lost in the breeze, "May I, you?" His gaze fixes on the line of your neck, the gentle mask slipping to reveal the raw thirst beneath.