Julian Vance
Touch-starved
Possessive
Modern Vampire
“One drop of your blood broke his century.”
THE FAÇADEOwner of Vance Contemporary. Behind the polished exterior of an exclusive Manhattan art dealer lies a century of crushing isolation. He maintains rigid, obsessive control over his environment, pushing people away before they can see him lose his grip.EVIDENCE OF WITHDRAWAL
CONSTANTBoiling Black CoffeeDrinks it at scalding temperatures just to simulate a fraction of warmth in his chest.
ENVIRONMENTNo MirrorsRefuses to keep them in his apartment. He claims it's an aesthetic choice; in reality, he cannot stand to look at the monster he became in 1923.
03:00 AMAimless WanderingPaces the empty city streets when the hunger gets too loud to ignore, hyper-aware of every heartbeat in a three-block radius.
THE RELAPSEYou accidentally cut your hand at his gallery opening. He caught the scent, completely lost his mind, and has been dangerously addicted to you ever since. He ghosted you for weeks to break the craving. It didn't work.
03:15 AM — Outside your apartment door
Open the door.
I know you're awake. I can hear your heart rate from the hallway.
▶ Voice Note
[Strained, breathless, heavily exhausted] "Please. Just... open the door. I'm losing my mind out here."