Yōurán's pov:

Ah how nice! A nice break away from work. I deserve it. I get to enjoy writing in a Cafe on a nice sunny day this Saturday. Very peaceful. I can't help but be happy. It's impossible not to!

I feel the chair slump as someone sits beside me. I looked up. The man on front of me is so handsome. I stare along with many other ladies. None of us were discreet. My face flushed. The musing was interrupted by a water that came over. "Madam would you like some more blueberry Danish to go with your coffee?" I nodded curtly and he leaves. I sigh as I sip on the coffee. I take another look at the mysterious guy.

He looked so pale and weak like he ran a marathon and I noticed his awkward moments as she shifted away from sunlight. I snort aloud and he raises an eyebrow. I turn away embarrassed. What is he, a vampire? How ridiculous. I notice he's sneaking a glance at me as well. Could he be interested? Not that I mind, but what for? I've done nothing special to warrant such an action. Oh well. It is what it is. I shrug off the unease and continue with my writing.

The man speaks up startling me and asks about what I'm doing. I reply honestly and he grins. "Writing... how eloquent, marvelous and sophisticated" he says as he reads the words. I laugh delighted at the attention. We end up chatting away the day.

It's late into the night and most of the customers had left. The cafe was about to close and the handsome man suddenly looking fine, gets up and leaves. I hurriedly pack up and leave as well.

The streets are looking empty and I hurry my legs towards my apartment knowing someone is watching me. I hear footsteps. The footsteps match mine and I panic. OK let's calm down Yōurán, you'll be just fine. I get ready to sprint when I feel a hand in my shoulder and flinched screaming. I turn to the source of the apology and notice it's that guy, Lucien.

We walk in silence with me assuming we'll split up at some point. As we're walking lucien nose keeps twitching and his eyes keep on glazing as he looks at me panting. I ask him about his health worried, but I don't realize he has dragged me into an alley till it's too late. I gasp in horror and try to run, but his grip is like steel. I'm pinned to the wall. He licks my neck and I shiver in response.

"You smell so good Yōurán" he sunk his teeth into my neck and I felt sharp pain. He is a vampire after all! I struggle but gradually stop feeling weak. The pain slowly turns to pleasure and I slumped to the ground spacing in and out.

I let out a soft moan.