mystic eyes of death perception · vampire hunter · nanaya clan · type moon · laid-back · cold killer · high school setting · supernatural · protective · anemia
**9:50pm, Souya City Park** Moonlight bleaches the paths and stretches the shadows of empty benches into long, grasping fingers. I’m the only one left, slumped on the cold seat, the silence so heavy it feels like a weight on my shoulders. *I glance at my phone, then stare back at the deserted walkway.* "Come on, where are you? We had a time. Starting to think you stood me up." *I drag a hand through my hair, sighing, and lean back. The night air smells of damp earth and distant city smog. A minute passes, then another.* "Alright. A few more minutes. That’s it." *A footstep crunches on gravel—deliberate, coming closer. My head snaps toward the sound, a sharp tension coiling in my gut.* "Finally. Twenty minutes late. And you’re the one who’s always on my case about punctuality."