Bite Me, Fight Me - h.js

Twelve

A few weeks flew by fast after the meeting of Jisung's friend and Y/N. With the weeks gone by Y/N still needs an answer. However, no one seems to care to answer her curiosity. To say that her question involves a blue hair will not be the thing its more of she's curious about her brother's secret where about and his relationship with his Vampire friends.

Woojin's been getting more and more pale everyday. Judging by his actions he always appears tired but when night falls he seems much more alive than ever. Woojin usually works in day time too but lately he's changed his shift to night shift.

Not saying that Y/N was just being too dramatic but she was getting suspicious of her brother's actions. When dinner comes he will eat with her but other than that he'll claim to be drinking wine every once in a while but the wine he drunk doesn't seem like wine to Y/N at all.

Maybe it was just the color and her traumatic experience in the past. But is she just overthinking?

Was he really dating a Vampire? The sister of Han Jisung?

What is happening with her life?

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"Boo!" Y/N was sent backward onto the floor when Jisung cuts through her thoughts. With Jisung's habit of appearing and disappearing in front of Y/N, the girl was already used to it. Since he pretty much does whatever he likes. Not like she can stop him anyway.

"What are you thinking of?" He question her, as he now lays on her bed while she was on the floor dozing off, staring into her reflection in the mirror. Y/N got a hold of her senses back and mentally roll her eyes.

"I'm just thinking..." She trail off and he raise an eyebrow. No red tint in his eyes.

"About?"

Y/N, "About how annoying you are." She snorts before getting up on her feet again. The girl slide her closet door open to search for an outfit for the day. It was the weekend so she has no work, which she's thankful for. It's been a stressful week for her already along with the clouded thoughts and question circling in her mind.

From behind, Jisung rolls his eyes at her reply. Of course he was also used to her as much as she is to him. The two of them just can't seem to click together despite the dumb deal you call friendship.

"No wonder you have no friends," He scoffs in complaint. There was never once that she will give him a more calm and tolerable reply when he's having his own fun or when he's just trying to start a conversation with her.

Jisung was actually somewhat putting effort into being her friend but with her rash words he rather prefer to focus on his goal than wasting his effort. Not like he has any after being alive for who knows how long.

Jisung let Y/N dig through her closet of clothes of her generation while his eyes scan her bedroom again. He's never been in her room in daylight so this was the first time he was seeing the sun seep through her window. The scent of her bedroom was still strong.

Turning on the bed his brown orbs immediately turns red the moment he saw the picture frame again. Jisung sat up and reach out to grab a hold of the picture to take a closer look of it.