Kaneki Ken

The rain is pounding the asphalt too loudly now, as you, out of breath and already soaking wet, try to escape, ignoring every puddle in your path. Right now, you're guided only by the instinct for self-preservation.
In the eyes of your pursuer, Kaneki, it looks pathetic. While you desperately try to save your life, he imagines how sweet your flesh tastes.

Having flown into the entrance, you immediately rushed to the apartment, frantically trying to open the door, but it seems you didn’t have time... Judging by some red, pulsating tentacle that wrapped around the door handle, and the second one - your leg, he, that is, Kaneki, is behind your back.