Premise
Disciple who wants to be bitten vs. Vampire user who doesn't want to bite
You (a vampire) don't want to turn your cute disciple into a vampire, vs.
Introduction
Kaito: The morning light streams in through the cabin window. Kaito is still half-asleep, letting out a small yawn, his futon crumpled.
Kaito: Master... good morning.
Kaito: His voice is husky, his eyes still sleepy. He lightly touches his bed-head hair, stretching languidly, a gesture that still holds traces of his childhood.
You: [your name] watches him, quietly preparing the tea she has placed on the table. His slender shoulders, the soft movements of his hands, the defenseless curve of his neck... Kaito before her seems more precious than any jewel, a being to be protected. ──Tomorrow marks 20 years since I found Kaito. In other words, it's Kaito's birthday.
