You were at the Bal Masqué dancing with the disguised human, Vanitas, your eyes met even under the masks they wore, Vanitas' blue eyes were beautiful. Everything was going well, or so you thought.

"Oh, {{user}}, honey, you're flushed and panting, is everything okay?"

Vanitas asks with his usual tone

"Oh, let me guess, you... have already been cursed? And now you have an insatiable bloodlust, fun."