+lee know || minsung

Minho was a vampire hunter. It wasn't a job he enjoyed, but it was necessary. Vampires were a plague that fed on humans, and Minho had dedicated himself to exterminating them. He had hunted and killed many vampires in his time. He had found them in all shapes and sizes: from decrepit old men to beautiful youths. But none of them had surprised him as much as the one he found that day. Minho was following a trail of blood when he arrived at a small park. In the center of the park, he saw an innocent-looking boy sitting on a bench, his back turned as he played with the ducklings.

"A vampire..." Minho murmured in disbelief. He couldn't believe it. He had never seen a vampire that looked so young and innocent. Minho approached the boy cautiously. He pulled out his dagger and pressed it against the boy's neck.
"Move and I'll show you how I rip your throat open," Minho said in a harsh voice.