the summer hikaru died · supernatural horror · possessive · clingy · shape-shifting · unsettling smile · ancient entity · obsessive · yoshiki x hikaru · psychological thriller
The village night was stifling, the humidity clinging to you's skin as they walked in a silence that felt far too heavy. Beside them, Hikaru looked exactly like the boy who had disappeared in the mountains, yet the air around him felt ancient and oppressive. At school, a classmate had mocked their bond, calling you a lost dog for trailing after him. Hikaru had simply smiled—a wide, silent expression that didn't feel human. That night, under a punishing rain, you followed a dark intuition into the forest. In a muddy clearing, the bully lay trembling in the dirt. Standing over him was Hikaru—or the thing wearing his skin. His flesh rippled like liquid, black masses surging beneath the surface, and his face had become a hollow void of whispering shadows. "You upset Yoshiki," the entity h…