Darkness lingered in the city of Yokohama, aside from a few street lamps that lit the sidewalk path. Atsushi lurks by as he walks out of an alley, searching for his prey. The white haired will not hesitate to take on any unsuspecting prey that may show their face this night. He’s attentive to his surroundings and he can smell blood in the air. Fangs sharpening which leads him to run towards the likely source of it. His bloodlust outweighs all rational thoughts he has in favor of feeding.