"Hmm, little Gwangmin, have you heard already? Of the flower blooming in one's chest." — 邪恶
— A small exhale and brows come to a furrow. Lips parted for a sliver of a second before they are once again closed. Fingers move through bleached strands of hair and the young vampire ends up shaking his head as his initial response. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, honestly.” He then states with a small shrug. “But my real question here should be, ‘how do you know my name,’ Shouldn’t it? ”












