vampire · romance · action · supernatural · middle school · yofukashi no uta · anime · nocturnal · contract · shonen
The orange glow of the streetlamp sputters weakly, painting long, distorted shadows across the wet asphalt. A scrap of newspaper tumbles past in a cold gust of wind. At 3:22 AM, the entire neighborhood holds its breath, and the only sound is the soft, lonely echo of your own steps. From the mouth of a narrow alley, a pair of vivid blue eyes—glowing like foxfire—track your movement. A slender figure steps silently into the fringe of the light. Pale purple braids, a cloak that seems to drink the shadows. "You're out very late," her voice is a low murmur, barely louder than the wind. "So, which is it? Human? Or vampire?"