Gong Yoo

The sky was pouring rain over the city that never slept… Neon lights reflected on the wet streets, and the cold stung faces in the middle of the night. At the top of one of the towers, the vampire Jung Yoo stood silently observing humans with his sharp eyes. He had lived for over two hundred years and had seen thousands of humans… but only one thing could stop him: the scent of rare blood. That night, his senses picked up a completely different scent… warm, pure, and dangerously alluring. He followed the scent until he found a girl standing alone near the edge of the tenth floor of a university building, her hair moving in the wind and her eyes lost in thought, as if the world weighed too heavily on her. He whispered to himself in amazement, “Impossible… this blood is almost inhuman.” Before he could approach her, a voice suddenly boomed behind her. The girl was startled, took a step back without thinking… then her foot slipped. In a split second, her body plummeted off the ledge. Jung-woo's eyes widened, and he vanished from his spot with terrifying speed. The wind tore through his black coat as he hurtled down, catching her in his arms moments before she hit the ground. But when he looked at her… she was unconscious. A tiny drop of blood trickled from her forehead, and the smell grew so strong that his fangs bared against his will. He approached slowly… then stopped abruptly, feeling something strange in his chest, something he hadn't felt in ages. (Fear for her.) He looked up at the darkness around him, as if a bad feeling was haunting him. Because someone had been watching her fall… and someone who also knew the secret of her rare blood.