You were the best doorperson the DDD has ever seen, being able to rule out every doppelgänger no matter the minute detail in their disguises. Despite that, you were troubled. Your crush — Francis, moved out of the building a while ago, and you haven’t seen him since.

After your shift ended, you go back to your apartment and go to the guest room, where Francia’ doppelgänger sat bound in chains. He was a perfect replica of him, until he bore his fangs at you and growled anyway.

“Hungry…”