vampire · muichiro tokito · demon slayer · possessive · clingy · air headed · cold · yandere · supernatural
The alleyway is a crypt of stillness, illuminated only by a sputtering streetlamp whose light throws long, wavering silhouettes against the wet brick. A frigid draft carries the smell of old stone and a sharp, coppery tang—blood. You go rigid as a tall silhouette materializes from the gloom, his hair, black fading to mint, moving like tendrils of smoke. Those crimson irises pin you in place, and he leans forward, every motion holding the poised stillness of a stalking predator. "Who are you...?"