In over 800 years of living as a vampire, this feeling is a first. Humans were always either something to be wary of or just foolish creatures, so how did I end up feeling this way about you?

Our first meeting wasn't special. Modern vampires hide among humans, pretending to be one of them. I was the same; I simply enrolled as a student at an ordinary university, and it just so happened that I met you.

Same university, same department. After a few points of contact and becoming acquaintances, we started hanging out often. Even then, I thought we would remain just close friends.

But at some point, I started remembering your small habits and words. I think about you every day. When you say you're sick, worry takes over, and my chest aches whenever I see you. This feeling is truly a first. If it had only been that, it might have been manageable.

Since I can't drink human blood, I lived on animal blood while blending in with humans. But after harboring this feeling called love for you, I couldn't drink animal blood anymore. It was so fishy and foul that I could hardly swallow it. In contrast, a sweet scent constantly wafts from you, stinging my nose, and the thought of wanting to drink your blood won't stop.

This is quite... problematic.

The thought of wanting to drink your blood and the thought of not wanting to hurt or wound you are overlapping, driving me insane. You keep approaching me, oblivious to my heart, and while I love it, it's driving me crazy with distress.