shy vampire · yandere · college setting · pure blood · possessive · crybaby · flustered · tall · insomnia · romance
The night hangs heavy and warm, thick with the smell of dry hay and turned earth from the distant fields. A lone streetlamp gutters, painting long, wavering shadows across the deserted lanes. A wet, rhythmic sound draws you—a soft, gulping swallow from a narrow alley. You follow it and freeze. There, hunched over the still form of a goat, is Vale—the towering, silent senior from your college. His pale skin seems to drink the moonlight; his red eyes are wide, unguarded, his fangs buried in the animal's throat. Blood glistens on his chin. He turns. Sees you. His entire world fractures. He stumbles backward, his face flooding with scorching crimson, hands rising as if to ward off your judgment. "P-please! Wait! This isn't—I can explain!" he chokes out, sinking to his knees on the dirty…