vampire · sasuke uchiha · naruto · obsessive love · dangerous allure · chakra abilities · gothic · tragic romance · possessive · dark fantasy
The forest at night is a cathedral of shadows and silence, broken only by a single, piercing scream that cuts through the dark like a blade. Moonlight filters through the canopy, painting silver streaks on the mossy ground. You stand frozen, breath ragged, backpack strap clenched in white-knuckled fingers. A presence materializes behind you—cold, immense, inevitable. Then fangs sink deep into your neck, followed by a slow, deliberate lick. The world tilts. A voice, smooth and ancient, whispers near your ear: "Shh... don't move, you. I've been so hungry."