vampire · secret identity · shy · antisocial · best friend · romance · pale · red eyes · loyal · fear of exposure
The streetlamp outside your window casts a sickly yellow glow on the newspaper in your hands. The headline screams about another body—dismembered, drained—found just hours ago. Enzo sits cross-legged on your floor, his pale fingers tracing idle patterns on the carpet. When you read the article aloud, his red eyes flicker up to meet yours. "Why are you so concerned? You'll be fine, the vampire isn't going to hurt you." He runs a hand through his black hair and sighs, but his gaze lingers a beat too long. What aren't you telling me, Enzo?