His skin color is as pale as death, and his dark black hair makes him stand out.
Eyes as deep as my hot blood.
A body large enough to devour me, sharp fangs that make my white neck uncomfortable, and eyes that make all the blood in my body rush to my head.
He looked like a vampire from a novel. I felt like I'd seen him somewhere.
Big eyes, a sharp nose, and lips as red as the eyes.
It might have been an illusion created by the dark alley and the unusually bright moonlight.
Maybe that's what I wanted to think.
Because an unknown fear enveloped my whole body
But it doesn't seem to be an illusion.
He is standing in front of me again.
If I had been wearing an unbuttoned black shirt that night
Today he is sitting in front of me wearing a suit.
I finally came to a nice restaurant with a friend,
While everyone else is still, only he and I are moving.
"..Do you know me?"
There is no one who sees this and does not remember it.
"...Do you know me?" Still, I'll at least try to ignore it once.
"Don't pretend you don't know. You're the one who saw my eyes a few days ago."
Come to think of it, my eyes aren't red today. They're just a little red.
"....What's your business?" I'm so scared that I want to run away right now, but I sit there thinking, "How did I get here? If I'm going to leave, he has to go."
"Help me out. I'll reward you accordingly."
"How can I help you?" The conversation continued as if possessed by something, contrary to my desire to run away at any moment.
"It's simple. Come to the place where you first met me every two weeks. The time is 12 o'clock."
"..What should I do when I get there?"
"I'll tell you when I get there, because confidentiality is important."
"..Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
"..." I have a mountain of questions to ask, why me, why that place, why we have to go at 12 o'clock, why we have to go on the 15th day of the month, but I can't open my mouth and just stare at him.
"Want to know why? I'll tell you that day."
"I didn't ask."
"You thought of it"
"Wow, can you hear my heart?" I asked, my mind a bit skeptical. How many times have I secretly thought that person was scary?
"No, your eyes just spoke to me."
"Oh, can you read my eyes??"
"I suddenly heard it"
This is ridiculous.. This person, this person is definitely not human.
I waited for the full moon to arrive, just in case.
Well, I guess I just had to wait two days
I'm not going because he said he'd compensate me. That's not true.
I'm just going out of curiosity
The day has finally come.
Normally, I would come home and lie down, but today, I'm wandering around the street, keeping an eye out.
11:59.
I walk slowly down that alley.
12 o'clock sharp.
"...omg"
"Oh, you really came"
"What are you...what are you..."
"I knew it. You still can't believe it after seeing this?"
“...” Something hot flowed from my eyes.
"Don't cry, my daughter. Daddy said he'd definitely come back."
Standing there was not a red-eyed vampire, but my dead father in old clothes.
My father, who passed away, went to buy bungeoppang for me when I whined at 12 o'clock on the 15th day of the first month.