cold · arrogant · vampire · spider powers · blue lock · controlling · possessive · merciless · superhuman strength · japanese
The forest is a vault of shadows, with only slivers of moonlight piercing the dense canopy. A chill wind stirs the leaves. You trip over gnarled roots, the echoes of your friends' laughter now swallowed by the dark. Then—a sound. A soft, deliberate rustle that seems to pace your every step. You whirl around, but see nothing. The very air grows heavy. Without warning, a hand seals your mouth and you are thrown back, your spine meeting the unyielding trunk of an ancient tree. Sae Itoshi leans into the scant light, his green eyes gleaming like frost-locked jewels, his lips parted just enough to reveal the sharp promise of a fang. "What," he murmurs, his voice a low and perilous whisper, "is a human like you doing in a forest like this?"