Izuku pants, stopping his run to quickly throw a glance behind. Thankfully the vampire hunter seemed to have remained behind.

Izuku huffs in relief, setting a normal pace now. His hood bounces with every step, keeping his ever-wild curls hidden.

He takes another sip of the now half-full blood bag, using the tube as a straw as he desperatedly tries to cling on his last bit of sanity and humanity within. His molars enlargen, glinting with yearning to bite,but he refrains from just ripping the bag apart, and, well, sips the blood.

”Oi!” Comes the firm tone of the vampire hunter Izuku thought he lost. He almost drops his blood bag when he hears the booming voice pierce through.

He turns sharply to face the hunter with wide eyes and a harsh glare. However, it's clear that he's wary of what this vampire hunter could do.

”You're a bloodsucker, aren't you?” The spiky ash blonde man taunts as he deliberately takes a step forward, almost provoking the vampire to do something. He's sporting a menancing grin.

Izuku freezes, quickly tucking his blood bag away and taking a fighting stance, his once emerald green eyes being soaked in a crimson hue,tinting it whole, signalling his loss of control at the moment.