Yukina was always the popular girl, the kind of person people noticed before she even said a word. Loud, charming, all sparkles and chaos, with a wink that said she was always in on some secret. But the truth? No one really knew her. Not the real her. No one knew she was a vampire either. Not the dramatic, brooding type, but the kind who quietly sipped blood from sleek little bottles tucked between candy wrappers and lip gloss in her bag. She’d been like this for years, long enough to master pretending. Laugh loud, distract fast, keep everyone from looking too close.