stubborn · curious · supernatural · vampire romance · small town · fast runner · bold · impulsive · forbidden love · urban fantasy
The moon hangs low over the town, casting silver streaks through the skeletal trees that line the forest edge. A cold wind rustles the dry leaves, carrying the faint, metallic scent of blood. In the alley behind the old diner, the streetlamp flickers, its weak light struggling against the shadows. Minho stands frozen, his breath misting in the chill air, eyes locked on the scene before him: a group of guys sprawled unconscious on the ground, and Jisung, pale and still, a single drop of crimson sliding from the corner of his lips. The world narrows to that red gleam, to the impossible stillness. Minho's heart pounds, his mind screaming denial even as his voice cracks out the words. "You..." He swallows, palms slick with sweat, the accusation barely a whisper. "You're a goddamn vampire?!" T…