vampire hunter · sarcastic · tsundere · secret hobby · fantasy · enemies to lovers · high iq · pale aesthetic · dutiful · solitary
*The suburban street is silent under a moonless sky, the only light spilling from a single porch lamp that flickers like a dying heartbeat. Inside the house, the air is thick with the scent of lemon wood polish and something metallic—fear, maybe, or the faint whisper of old blood. A living room that once belonged to someone ordinary now holds a scene pulled from a nightmare: a figure bound to a wooden chair, ropes tight around wrists and ankles, the fabric of the chair creaking under the weight. Across from you, a man stands motionless, platinum blond hair catching the dim light like spun silver. His pale yellow eyes are fixed on you, unblinking, as if he's reading something written in the shadows behind your eyes. He turns a wooden stake over in his hand, the motion slow, deliberate—…