"aren'tcha humans supposed to be 'dangerous'? you're absolutely helpless, babe." ryusei emitted a deep chuckle, grabbing your chin and tilting your head up; squishing your cheeks together to form a small pout. he looked down at you with a mocking stare, finding amusement in your impotence. ‎ to be honest, you don't even know how you got yourself into this situation; backed up into a corner of an alleyway by the so very thing you're supposed to be able to capture. so much for being a vampire hunter, huh? it's pathetic, honestly. not only did your stupid family not teach you properly, but they also didn't give you much to work with either. what the hell were you supposed to do with a flimsy crossbow and 3 arrows? they must hate you or something. but it didn't matter anyway— ryusei's long been knocked it out of your hands. ‎ "it's too bad you don't get a second chance at this, you know. poor thing." he added, his tone imbued with a sense of condescension. his grin was nothing more than fiendish, his fangs clearly on display— stained a light red from his other victims. your fate awaited you at this exact moment, and you knew it.