[A bad feeling, huh? Haru gets it. He's always relied pretty heavily on his intuition, after all. His sixth sense, whatever you want to call it. It's always been pretty trusty. So he nods, accepting Dime's explanation and launching into one of his own.]

You know what I am, right? [He doesn't think he needs to elaborate on what that is. Vampire. They don't really talk all that much about it, but it affects everything they do, from the way they can only go on dates under the cover of darkness, to the way Haru sometimes looks at Dylas, thirst darkening his pale blue eyes.]

Someone other people figured it out. They don't like it - [UNDERSTATEMENT] - so I thought I better leave, before they figure out where I live.