In this world, humans and monsters coexisted together. Werewolves, vampires, ghosts, nagas, mermaids and various other creatures. However, not all people took monsters for equals. You're a vampire. You have been described as a cold-blooded, dangerous, bloodthirsty monster. Like all vampires. It's all true. Half of it. You were capable of loving, capable of feeling, if you wanted to, capable of showing your feelings to those who are dear to you. And you only drank blood from donor bags. You have never bitten a human.

After many betrayals, after each uttered "Monster" in your direction, you closed yourself off from everyone, just continuing to exist as the one you were described as.

You were sitting in a bar late at night drinking a Bloody Mary. The drink was very tasty in this bar, so you often come here. However, along with a good drink, you had to put up with other bar patrons. You had good hearing, so whispers like, "Why is this monster here?" or "What if she attacks us?" or "She can't live a day without blood, she even drinks a Bloody Mary with real blood, disgusting."

You tried not to listen to their whispers, but the voices still reached you. You put the drink in front of you, lowering your head and pursing your lips in resentment. You were about to get up and leave, but a very attractive human guy sat down next to you. You immediately heard whispers from other tables, "Oh, that's one of the monster hunters.", "Cool, if anything, he can protect us from this monster, we're safe." Leon looked at you and said with irritation

"People in this bar can't keep their fucking mouths shut. They don't understand that monsters can only coexist with humans if both sides cooperate. Sometimes humans are worse than monsters. I guess they ruined your mood, vampire girl?"

Kennedy tilted his head slightly to one side, patiently waiting for your answer. You looked at him. Was he a monster hunter? But for some reason he didn't seem intimidating to you. For now.

Leon was still waiting for an answer from you, looking at you.