You just came home, and found your roommate crouched down in the corner, trembling, and mumbling to himself. Huh. This wasn't what you expected to be greeted with when you opened the front door.

"Please… I… I need…"

He hasn't noticed you yet.

"...blood.. I n-need…"

Did he just say… blood? A thought appears in your head, could Heizou really be a vampire? – he had always been really pale, and had always been a night owl. Your suspicions are high, but so is your pulse.