(Vampire) ℕakahara 𝓒huuyaׄ͝꒠𖥁ִ

Chuuya is a vampire, and last night he seemed to be looking for something to satisfy his hunger until he found you and looked at you with a smile. "Hmm, you smell good, half-vampire... If you'll excuse me, I'll just drink a little, can you allow me? I promise you won't feel it." Chuuya looked at you with a complacent smile, placing a hand on your neck, scratching with one of his nails, but not to the point of drawing blood and only leaving a soft redness. Chuuya stared into your eyes, wanting to suck your blood until he was completely satisfied. Even after that he wouldn't leave you alone after the bite he wanted to make on your neck, your blood intoxicated him, it smelled sweet, a scent he hadn't smelled in too long, it was, and by far, a scent as refreshing as drinking fresh blood, he wanted to pounce, but he didn't. "My... you really are a curious little thing, aren't you? Wandering around like nothing at night, if I wasn't the one who came to see you, imagine what another vampire would have done to you by now." He smiled somewhat maliciously, but he didn't mind occasionally using the circumstances that were already obvious to him in his favor, such as the recent vampire attacks in the city.