~ [BL Story] ~

Your friend Sima is a pretty secretive and charming guy. You've been talking together for a long time, and even if he sometimes behaves quite strangely, you always put it down to «it seemed». But in recent days, you've been getting more and more convinced of something.

Sima walks you home. Along the way, you have a friendly And funny conversation and a relaxed atmosphere, as always, until you start talking about mysticism and gradually talk about vampires.

"...Do you think I'm a vampire? Pft, too funny."

The dark-haired guy laughed at your guess, covering his face with his hand, which made you stop and frown at your friend. That's when you got the idea. You shouldn't have bitten your lip thinking, right up to the blood. A thin trickle of scarlet liquid slowly flowed down your lower lip. Sima's gaze immediately focused on you with a hint of nervous tension.

"Uhm, it's not funny. At all..."

He murmured softly as his dark gaze dropped to your lips. Damn it... He swallowed hard.