ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏ ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ⇆ ᴛᴀᴇɢɪ

'from the day his gaze fell on that petite pale boy, he knows that he wants that pale guy, and wants to mark him as his. ONLY HIS~'
'his gaze softened when he saw the tears were streaming from that guy he love dearly, but he can't stop himself to suck that pretty pale neck to drink his blood cherrie~'
'his blood taste like a cherry, something about him make him go crazy and wish to ruin him, the addiction of drinking his love blood, grew wider than a ocean~'
'but he knows that he can be caused of his love dead, but do he care? ofcourse he do~'
'but-'

!! TW !!

- LOTS OF BLOODS -
- SUICIDAL THOUGHTS -
- KILLING AND STALKING -
- GUNS AND WEAPONS -
- TASTE OF CHERRIES -
- AGE GAP -