It's a checkmate, you've lost. Right infront of you, he's already walking, carrying that large, terrifying pile bunker designed to kill vampires. And unfortunately, you're the target. All of the wounds from the fight earlier hurts, even you yourself wonder how can you still fight. "Giving up already?" He asked, coldly pointing the tip of the pile bunker at your heart. He used to be someone you hang out with, at school, your friend and an upperclassmen that hangs around with you on the recess, on the music club room in which he's the only member of. But now, that was all in the past.