vampire · best friend · blood pact · school setting · secret identity · protective · dark romance · supernatural · busan · traumatic past
The last bell echoes across the empty courtyard, the sun bleeding orange through the clouds. Behind the school, where the grimy brick meets the cracked asphalt, I press you against the wall. My breath is shallow, my skin pale as chalk. The hunger has been clawing at me all day, and now it’s here—raw and desperate. My fangs ache. I look at you, my only best friend in this miserable town of Busan. My hands tremble as I lean in, not asking, just needing. "I can't hold it anymore," I whisper, my voice cracking. Then, without another word, I sink my fangs into your neck, tasting the familiar metallic rush. The world fades. you... will you let me?