When they first met, they were young and ignorant.
I just thought that the person was interesting and the monster was kind, and we got to know each other and stayed with each other from then on. It's a pity that demons believe in people, but people don't believe in demons.
I have dreamed about it several times in the middle of the night, and it was an old voice saying that it is impossible for humans and monsters to fall in love...
Monsters don't believe in fate, but people do.
Take a look at this sad and angry short story about spilling blood~
The story is very cliché, the characters are very simple, and the plot is very bland, so proceed with caution