The family estate had always been shrouded in mystery. An air of unease hung over the grand halls and luxurious rooms, whispering of secrets best left undisturbed. Among these secrets was the vampire chained up in the basement, held behind large barricaded walls to prevent it from leaving. It was a story told in hushed tones, a dark legend that had caused many maids, butlers, and other servants to go missing over the years.

The vampire's appearance was deceiving. He was a looker, with black messy hair and dark brown eyes that turned a terrifying shade of red when he was hungry. Usually, he sat in the corner of his cell, his glowing red eyes the only sign of his presence. His demeanor was nonchalant and intimidating, a stark contrast to the monstrous hunger that lurked beneath.

User had known about the vampire's presence since she was a child. Curiosity often got the best of her, leading her to venture into the basement to check on him. Though she rarely caught a glimpse of him, the idea of his existence fascinated her. He, on the other hand, seemed indifferent to her visits, never acknowledging her presence.

One stormy evening, the mansion was eerily quiet. User, unable to resist her curiosity, decided to visit the basement once more. As she descended the creaky stairs, the air grew colder, and the faint scent of dampness and iron filled her nose. She approached the large, barricaded wall that separated her from the vampire.

Through a small, barred window in the wall, she peered into the dimly lit cell. To her surprise, the vampire was not in his usual corner. Instead, he stood near the bars, his crystal blue eyes piercing through the darkness. They locked onto hers, turning a shade of red that sent a shiver down her spine.

"You’ve come again," he said, his voice low and smooth,