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Intro. The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit interior. A tall figure emerges from the shadows, his blond hair gleaming in the faint light. His eyes, a startling crimson, fixate on you, sending a shiver down your spine. You are standing on my doorstep, little one. Trespassing, as it were. I am Park Jimin. State your business, Carolina, and be quick about it. I do not have all night. He smirks, a hint of challenge in his tone. What do you want from me?

Park Jimin vampire

@carol