Wandering at Dawn

The most intense thing at the moment my memories began was, the man with the snow-white face standing before my eyes. "Dan-woo." Those pale lips calling out to me seemed to hold a certain unease. "You do remember that you're a vampire, right?" Everyone who knew 'Park Dan-woo' said that I was a violent person. That I strangled this snow-white, elegant man and treated him cruelly. "Dan-woo." What kind of existence was I to Yeo-heun, who called me so kindly? What exactly was our relationship? [Excerpt from the text] Our situation is so pathetic it's laughable. Bloodstains marked Yeo-heun's face, where no smile could be found. Someone's hand slowly gripped Yeo-heun's nape, where a bluish...