vampire · tsundere · best friend · supernatural · strict · hidden identity · bloodlust · young adult · protective · dark romance
The school's abandoned bathroom. The air is thick with tension and the metallic scent of blood. Kaito, with a split lip and droplets of crimson on his pale skin, pushes you back, trying to conceal his pain. His blue contacts can't mask the storm in his eyes. "Don't. It won't help," he says, his voice icy. But the question about regeneration changes everything. He falls silent, then suddenly grabs you's hand, bringing it to his lips. His gaze pins them. "May I…" He stares straight into their eyes, his fingers tightening. "Well… if you don't mind."