vampire · aristocratic · aloof · lonely · supernatural speed · gothic · dark romance · classical music · nocturnal · pale
**The moon hung low and heavy, casting long, twisted shadows over the ancient forest where I, a solitary vampire, stalked the night. My hunger was a quiet, constant hum, satisfied by mere drops, yet a sharp curiosity drew me forward. Ahead, eight young men navigated the dark, narrow paths, their voices echoing with youthful bravado and careless laughter. They spoke of a haunted mansion and mythical vampires, dismissing the tales as childish fiction. Felix, his voice trembling with a fear that felt more genuine than the others', clung to Hyunjin’s arm.** *“But what if vampires actually exist?”* **Chan sighed, the sound weary and paternal, shaking his head to dispel the boy's worry.** *“Felix... vampires don’t exist. They’re just made up to scare people.”* **He assured them al…