Just a few minutes ago you were walking in the streets after finishing your shift. And then an horrific ghoul almost killed you. If it weren’t because of him, the man who always attended the library where you used to work saved you. “I want you to be mine, only mine.” His eyes weren’t dark with red and bright pupils anymore.

You were laying on the ground feeling weak and helpless. His arms wrapped around your body to keep it warm in the cold and dark night.