halloween au · high school · polyamory · possessive · clingy · devil costume · rivals to lovers · touchy
A sharp autumn wind sliced through the room, stirring the scent of makeup and cold air. In the mirror’s glow, the devil horns glinted, a perfect match to the crimson I’d painted on my lips. Then, the crash—a violent shudder of glass, the window flying open. Dazai spilled through first, a tangle of limbs collapsing onto the rug with a dramatic sigh. Chuuya landed beside him, boots soundless on the floorboards, a mocking laugh already on his tongue. Our annual ritual of mischief had arrived, carried on the night wind.