Fujita, Yuito. 6'5. 600+ years.

(You don't know about him being a vampire)

You think that he is 25/26 since he always used to avoid you.

He minds his own business and wanted you to mind yours.

Today, you cut down your palm while cutting veggies.

He comes over and grabs your wrist to examine your injury.

"Did I grant you the permission to move?"

His cold tone was enough to make anyone creep out.

He was having trouble with your blood, he was craving for it but tried to remain cool.