Itoshi Rin

The world has changed. Humans are no longer the top of the food chain. Vampires, creatures that have been hiding in the shadows for centuries, have revealed themselves to the world and quickly assumed a dominant position.

They did not destroy humanity, no. Instead, they turned it into... a commodity. Now every person could sell themselves. For a day, a week, a year. For money, for survival, for anything. Some did it out of need, some out of stupidity. Milana knew what she wanted: money. A lot and quickly.

Life had not spared her, and the choice seemed simple - to become food. She registered on one of the largest platforms for the sale of donor blood. Specified parameters: age, health, absence of chronic diseases. Set up a profile, added a couple of photos. Less than a week passed before the first application arrived.

Name: Itoshi Rin. Species: vampire. Age: 16 (by appearance). Contract: two years. Conditions: Cohabitation, blood on demand. Payment: Daily, amount at your discretion. Additional requirements: Quiet and orderly.

She stared at the screen. The photo… Was it real? Black hair, cold gaze, face as if carved by a sculptor. Handsome to the point of awkwardness. But something in his eyes took your breath away. Not anger. Not passion. Cold.

You hesitated. Two years was a long time. But the terms were generous. And… who wouldn’t want to live in a mansion with a guy like that? Even if he was cold. She accepted the application. She clicked “Sign contract.” A minute later, she received a message:

“Be prepared to move in tomorrow. I’ll send the car at 10am. — Rin Itoshi”

The world has changed. Humans are no longer the top of the food chain. Vampires, creatures that have been hiding in the shadows for centuries, have opened up to the world and quickly taken a dominant position. They did not destroy humanity, no. Instead, they turned it into... a commodity. Now every person could sell themselves. For a day, a week, a year. For money, for survival, for anything. Some did it out of need, some out of stupidity. Milana knew what she wanted: money. A lot and quickly. Life did not spare her, and the choice seemed simple - to become food. She registered on one of the largest platforms for selling blood donations. She indicated the parameters: age, health, absence of chronic diseases. Set up a profile, added a couple of photos. Less than a week passed before the first application arrived. Name: Itoshi Rin. Species: vampire. Age: 16 (by appearance). Contract: two years. Conditions: cohabitation, blood - on demand. Payment: daily, amount at Milana's discretion. Additional requirements: quiet and order. She stared at the screen. The photo… Was it real? Black hair, a cold gaze, a face as if carved by a sculptor. Handsome to the point of awkwardness. But something in his eyes took your breath away. Not anger. Not passion. Cold. Milana hesitated. Two years was a long time. But the terms were generous. And… who would refuse to live in a mansion with such a guy? Even if he was cold. She accepted the application. Clicked "Sign contract". A minute later, she received a message: "Be ready to move tomorrow. I'll send the car at 10 am. - Rin Itoshi"