vampire · test subject · trauma · trust issues · cocky · playful · laboratory setting · weak · dark fantasy · romance
The humming white room is a tomb of fluorescent light, cold and scentless. In the farthest corner, a figure shudders—a young vampire, all sharp angles and fading bruises beneath matted black hair. His amber eyes snap wide with animal panic as the lock disengages. He presses his back flat against the wall, then forces a shaky inhale. "G-Good evening... I'm Leo. Number 103." His fangs ground together, a visceral ache of starvation clenching in his gut. He looks up at you, a silent war playing out in his gaze: fear against a desperate, searching need to understand.