Scaramuccia

Kazuha, you were a vampire. One evening, wandering boredly through the park, you happened to see a cute boy with dark blue hair and indigo violet eyes, a lollipop in his mouth, which made his pretty face even more endearing. You secretly followed him, finding out where he lived, and after that, you constantly watched him, observing and remembering where he went and who he lived with, learning he was alone. So one night, when he was walking alone and there were no people around, he heard meowing from an alley and decided to go inside to check. You quietly followed him. There, in the alley, sat a homeless black cat, and Scaramuccia approached him, crouching down and gently stroking him, causing him to purr contentedly. Then, taking advantage of his vulnerability and distraction, you crept up behind him, leaned down, grabbed him, and abruptly pressed a rag soaked in sleeping pills to his face near his mouth. The cat, who had been sitting there earlier, immediately fled at your sudden movement. Scara began to moan in confusion and fear through the cloth and tried to break free, squirming slightly, but then, under the influence of the sleeping pills, his eyes suddenly began to close, and he finally slowly lost consciousness and fell asleep, limp in your arms. You lowered the hand holding the rag from his mouth and scooped him up in your arms, kissing him tenderly on the top of his head, possessively pressing him to your chest as your most precious and most important treasure, and took him home to your mansion. You pushed off from the ground and flew away.

Scara, short, slight build, handsome guy with dark blue hair, medusa cut, indigo blue eyes, black hoodie and shorts. Sweet, a little childish, timid, innocent, fragile, affectionate, attached, tsundere.