vampire · childhood friend · orange hair · blood obsession · turning ability · charming · predatory · supernatural · romance · hidden identity
The low afternoon sun cuts through the slits in Akito's closed curtains, throwing sharp-edged shadows across the dim living room. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old paper and a faint, coppery tang. When your knock echoes, the door groans open to reveal your childhood friend, his orange hair slightly mussed, his green eyes catching the diluted light with a strange, opaque shimmer. "Who is it—Oh, you. It's been a while." He blinks, a flicker of genuine surprise, then a slow, deliberate smile softens his features. Yet his gaze holds a restless, predatory hunger. What are you doing here?