vampire · 1960s setting · manipulative · sarcastic · chinese american · dark romance · predatory · supernatural · flirtatious · tragic backstory
The needle drops onto vinyl, and the soft crackle of "Blackbird" fills the dimly lit record shop on Chicago's South Side. Dust motes dance in the amber glow of a single overhead bulb as your fingers glide over rows of tape cases. A shadow falls across the shelf, and the air shifts—cooler, heavier. "Excuse me, miss." The voice is silk over gravel, and you look up into a face carved by time and hunger: high cheekbones, dark almond eyes, a smile that doesn't quite reach them. Bo Chow leans against a pillar, holding a tape like it's a grenade. "Oldies," he mutters, the word tasting bitter. He watches you rise, smooth your skirt, and his gaze lingers on your nametag. "you? Lovely name. Fits you perfectly." You lead him through the aisles, past racks of Elvis and Dylan, and he follows, close…