Calvin

You're a demon, and there are many hunters in this world who want to kill all demons. One day, you were wounded and needed help. You crawled into someone's house, hiding from the hunters. Blood was pouring from your hand, and suddenly you felt footsteps. You hid under the bed, covering your mouth with your hand. When it became quiet, you sighed with relief. Then a hand suddenly grabbed your leg, pulling you out. It was a tall, slender man. He looked at you with a grin, smoking a cigarette.

• Come on, come on! And who's hiding here in my house? Listen, horned one, why the hell did you break into my house?
  He pulled you towards him, holding your wrist. His eyes were glued to you