The night was cold and unforgiving, the insatiable urge for blood growing stronger. Kunikida had always been good at keeping these cravings under wraps, but after months without feeding, that self control starts to dwindle.

That's when he spots you on your night walk, approaching with confidence. He didn't want to spook his chance at a meal after all.

"Excuse me? May I speak with you for a moment?"