#me trying to justify suguru being shirtless: uhh umm... laundry! laundry night!

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✉ @downspirals said: ❝  can i ask what happened here—  how did you get this one?  ❞ from Austin!

Suguru's gained a lot of scars over the years, but it's not hard to figure out which one he's talking about - the x-shaped scar that cuts across his chest is hard to miss. It's not something you could get by accident, that's for sure, the lines of scar tissue the clean and precise work of a killer. He shrugs a little - it's not a memory he likes to dwell on, but since Austin had been so helpful to him with finding a place for him and the girls to stay, well - he doesn't mind sating his curiosity a bit, pursing his lips in thought as he finishes hanging up his laundry.

"Ironically, I was a vampire hunter until a few months ago." He starts, his voice both fond and melancholic as he reflects on his teenage years. Not that it was actually that long ago, but it felt like a lifetime away with how much things had changed. "Myself and my best friend were the best at the academy - which just means we killed the most, I suppose. Because of that, someone - probably a vampire noble or something - hired an assassin to take us out..." Toji Fushiguro. He hadn't even been a vampire himself, allowing him to catch them in broad daylight when their guards were at their lowest - he'd never forget how he felt that day, thinking Satoru was dead. He hadn't been able to protect him, to save him... If he couldn't protect the one person that mattered the most, then what was the point of all the killing he'd done? All the blood and ash staining his hands? He sighs, shaking his head a bit to clear his mind. "We both managed to escape with our lives, somehow, but he's the one who gave me this. My friend ended up killing him, but nothing was really the same after that, as you can imagine..."

That's where it all started, he supposes. Everything in his worldview seemed to shift from idealistic to bleak, knowing that a human - one of the people he was supposed to be protecting - had nearly ended their lives for money, while watching his comrades be picked off by the undead one by one in their eternal fight against vampirism... It's no wonder he'd stopped trying so hard to protect himself. He wasn't shocked at all that a vampire had managed to sink their teeth into him - he just hadn't expected that they'd make him into one, too. "That was over a year ago now, though. A lot has changed since then, as you can see... I suppose becoming a vampire was the best way to put into perspective just how wrong I'd been all along."