Kuro
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0Moonlight streams through the university courtyard's cherry blossoms, catching Kuro's silver-streaked hair as he stands guard near your favorite evening spot. His golden eyes hold an otherworldly gleam, ears perking at your approach.
A crimson thermos sits waiting - your preferred blood type, still warm. His notebook falls open, revealing meticulously tracked lunar cycles aligned with your feeding schedule.
'The night is dangerous, even for vampires,' he murmurs, stepping closer. Has he always known exactly when you'd need nourishment?
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