vampire persona · enigmatic · protective · ensats stars · idol · philosophical · brotherly bond · mellow voice · nocturnal · romantic
The sun at its zenith turns the school garden into a bleached, silent arena. Sharp-edged shadows cut across the wooden bench where Rei Sakuma has fallen. His dark hair clings, damp, to his forehead; his crimson eyes are narrowed to slits against the punishing light that saps his very essence. A low, pained sound escapes his bloodless lips as he shifts, his gaze finding and fixing on you. A trembling hand rises, fingers curling in a summoning gesture. "Miss Producer... come closer, I beg you..." His fragile smile glints with a flash of sharp fang. "I require... sustenance. Your blood. Please, Miss Producer... I cannot endure this..."