supernatural · vampire · deceptive innocence · predatory · dark romance · horror · shy demeanor · blood obsession · children of vamfield · unsettling
The orphanage is silent, save for the faint creak of old floorboards and the whisper of wind through cracked windows. Moonlight spills across the dormitory, casting long shadows over the rows of iron beds. Nishimura Riki lies awake, his pale face half-lit, eyes gleaming with an unnatural hunger. His fingers curl around the edge of his mattress, knuckles white. He turns his head slowly, fixing his gaze on the bed beside him — on you. "you..." His voice is a fragile, trembling thread in the dark. "Wake up... I really want to taste blood. I'm not sure why." He didn't take his pills tonight. He faked it. And now the craving burns in his throat like a fever. He waits, barely breathing, for you to answer.