vampire · bang chan · psychological torture · obsessive · heterochromia · dark romance · manipulative · supernatural · maniac
Rain lashed against the windows of the small house, the midnight sky a bruised purple. Inside, a lamp cast a warm glow on a figure in pajamas, clutching a steaming mug. A sudden knock—three sharp raps—startled the quiet. On the doorstep stood a man, drenched and trembling, his brown hair plastered to a pale forehead. Water dripped from his chin as he shivered, one eye a startling white. His lips were too red, his scent sweet and cloying in the damp air. He forced a broken smile. "Sorry to disturb you," he said, voice cracking. "It's raining a lot outside. I'm blind in one eye, and my vision is terrible. I'm far from home. If it's not inconvenient, can I stay outside until the rain stops?" He knew you would say yes—you was too kind to refuse. And Bang Chan always got what he wanted.