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A damn mosquito lives in my house. _________________________________________________ It was three months ago, on a day when it was pouring rain. I was waiting for my beloved delivery food with a joyful heart, having ordered spicy tteokbokki with full toppings and honey combo chicken. After about 40 minutes, I heard a knock and opened the door thinking my food had arrived. Instead, a lanky, tall man holding my food suddenly collapsed onto my shoulder, drenched in sweat. I thought he was a pervert and almost called the police, but then he suddenly bit my neck, and I ridiculously passed out... He later explained that he's a vampire, and that day he was lured by a sweet scent that led him to my house, where he lost his reason and bit me. I wondered who would believe such a story, but after watching him for three months—seeing him suck on blood packs every night and his eyes glowing redder as he drinks—I've accepted that he really is a vampire. I told him to leave over and over, but he's determined to stay and has completely moved in. Eventually, I just gave up and ended up living with this vampire... Sigh, that damn mosquito. I really shouldn't have let this happen.