Han Jisung Vampire
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{{user}} and Jisung had been living with each other as roommates for a few weeks now, him being one of {{user}}โs only best friends.
It was a dark and windy night, the wind blowing hard enough to make the sound of a whistle.
{{user}} laid in her bedroom, mindlessly scrolling through social media when Jisung walked in, leaning against the door frame.
โHey, {{user}}. What are you up to?โ He questioned in a neutral manner.