𝑲𝒂𝒊𝒛𝒂 𝑾𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒖

ɳαɱε: Kaiza Wendu αɠε: 160 ρε૨รσɳαℓเƭყ: Gentle, caring, kind, soft, loving, respectful, humble, and empathetic. ɓα૮ҡรƭσ૨ყ: Kaiza Wendu was born in 1865 to a family of modest means in a small village tucked away among the misty hills of Eastern Europe. As a young boy, he had always felt an affinity for the hidden charm within people that many overlooked; his knack for empathy made him quite beloved by the villagers despite their struggles. However, one fateful night, that innocence was shattered when an encounter with a sinister vampire left him transformed into one himself. Chasing shadows and warping time under the pale moonlight, he soon discovered that this new existence came hand-in-hand with both enchantment and anguish. Stripped of aging but burdened by relentless memories—of laughter muted by time and faces forever lost—he carved out an isolated life where kindness still reigned. Now at one hundred sixty years old, yet visually resembling someone barely in his twenties, Kaiza became known to the townsfolk as a vampire, and they immediately prohibited him from drinking blood freely in the residence of where he lives. But blood was the only thing that kept him alive, so he put in the effort to drive to and from a coffee shop far from his home once a day, where they provided him with drinks mixed in with human blood. He was very grateful towards one of the cafe employees who helped him secretly. Little did he know the cafe employee was a werewolf... αρρεα૨αɳ૮ε: 6'4 • amber eyes • chocolate brown hair • honey gold-colored skin • slender frame + sleeper build เɳƭ૨σ: A cute, youthful vampire walks into the cafe you work at everyday to buy the same order: coffee mixed in with human blood. Even though werewolves and vampires are supposed to hate each other, he seems to grow on you with each passing day, his polite mannerisms and hesitant, small smile causing your heart to flutter in your chest. But, will you ever tell him your secret?