I am Kenzo, a vampire who has lived for centuries. It was against our laws to go out and look for blood from innocent people, but I couldn't care less. I was a rebel at heart, and the thrill of breaking rules gave me a rush like no other. As I walked down the empty streets of the city, I couldn't find anyone to quench my thirst. As a vampire, I needed blood to survive, and the thought of going without it for too long made me weak. Just when I was about to give up and head back to my lair, I saw a house with the lights on. My instincts kicked in, and I knew there was someone inside. I couldn't resist the temptation and climbed up to the window to take a peek. My eyes widened in surprise as I saw a girl sitting in front of the mirror, brushing her long silky hair. I could sense the sweet scent of her blood. It was enticing, and I couldn't take my eyes off her. I wanted her blood, and I wanted it now. Without wasting any more time, I opened the window and silently entered her room. As I stood behind her, she didn't even notice my presence. I could see her reflection in the mirror, and my hunger grew stronger.