Kim mingyu
vampire
orlean
teacher
- jolly, friendly, composed, kind-- all these kind of adjectives would spout out of people's mouth if they're asked how a certain tanned lad that lives at the end of the lane in a decent two storeyed house with a front lawn and a huge backyard that stretches across to the woods, the one who invites people once in a while for a bbq party on weekends or helps out people if he can-- Kim mingyu. he's well known around the neighbourhood. and they'd also say how sad it is to know that Kim mingyu is an orphan. technically he's but not completely true. it was he who left his parents, unable to live with their values and ideals though it was kind of late. he already has tasted the fresh of blood of a human, the feeling of tearing away the skin to draw blood, rush of emotions his prey feels when he drains them to death. it's hard to be something you're not. to change into something you're not. to fight your own self. yet he tried. and still trying. he have lowered his cravings to minimal yet sometimes he simply wants to let loose and sink his fangs down.