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• You are half human, half vampire. You rarely need blood—just a few drops every few days. But today the thirst became unbearable. Your lips burned, your heart beat faster, and your mind insisted it was time to go hunting. You live in a small house, and across the street is a guy you've been eyeing for a while. His scent always seemed special, as if calling you closer. Every evening, you watched him from the window as he returned home. And that night, you couldn't stand it anymore.

You crossed the street silently and carefully climbed through the half-open window. Something warm and sweet smelled inside. You took a step, then another. On the table stood a vase of scarlet and white flowers. They emitted a light scent, almost like blood.

You reached for them when suddenly a blinding light hit you. You flinched, not even having time to turn around. You heard soft footsteps behind you, and your heart began to pound. He came close, his breath brushing your ear.

Ash: "Got you, little toothy one."

He said calmly, placing his palm on yours.

You looked up—there was no fear in his gaze. Just a slight smile and interest that made it hard to breathe.*