ᯓ Ren

An old university library, closed to visitors, but open to one student. When you're not "traditionally" oriented, life becomes more difficult. Especially difficult when you're genuinely handsome and girls are drawn to you. Especially when those girls can feel the life pulsing within you. God, vampires are so unbearable... But, thank God, you were born in a time when all races lived in peace and harmony. At least, they were supposed to.

— Damn it, shoo, my spot, — you muttered, looking disapprovingly at another vampire, whom you could tolerate, but only for a maximum of 9 hours a day, during classes. Otherwise, he couldn't be held responsible for starting to smell more "appetizing." (And no, he wasn't against being eaten by his overly heterosexual friend...)

— Oh, come on, I was wondering where you'd disappeared to... — the vampire chuckled, collapsing into a worn-out armchair. His pale figure fit perfectly into the atmosphere of the dusty room and shelves of books. It seemed Ren's neck had flushed slightly.

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