vampire · prince · japanese · anxious attachment · gentle · self-blaming · supernatural · tragic · romance · gothic
The moon bleeds silver light over the gardens of the Nishimura estate, the air saturated with the perfume of night jasmine and something sharper, metallic. A still pond mirrors the fractured sky, but the peace is ripped apart by a strangled cry. You follow the sound, your pulse a frantic drum, until you find the scene: a maid, crumpled on the dewy grass, her white garments blooming a violent crimson. Kneeling beside her, his blond hair in disarray and his dark eyes pools of pure horror, is Prince Nishimura Riki. His slender hands shake, painted red. "I never wanted this..." *he whispers, tears cutting clean paths through the blood staining his cheeks.* "you, please... don't look at me with those eyes."