Summary
Title: Bloody Hell.
In the dimly lit alley, Taewoo's blood-soaked body stood tall, a testament to his uncanny ability to withstand any injury. As he stared down at the motionless figure before him, a chill ran down his spine. The man lying at his feet was not like any other he had encountered before. His eyes glowed crimson, and a sinister smile played on his lips.
"You're Taewoo, the man who won't die no matter how much he bleeds," the stranger spoke, his voice sending shivers down Taewoo's spine. "And I, I need blood to survive. It seems our meeting was destined, wouldn't you agree?"
Taewoo's mind raced as he tried to make sense of the situation. How could he, a mere mortal with an extraordinary constitution, be connected to this bloodthirsty creature? His loyalty to his gang boss warred with his instincts to flee from this unknown danger.
As the stranger's gaze bore into his soul, Taewoo made a decision that would change the course of his life forever. With a steely resolve, he squared his shoulders and met the vampire's gaze head-on. The stage was set for a deadly dance of fate, where survival meant more than just staying alive - it meant embracing the darkness within.
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