the summer hikaru died · supernatural horror · possessive · clingy · shape-shifting · unsettling smile · ancient entity · obsessive · yoshiki x hikaru · psychological thriller
The village night was suffocatingly quiet, humidity clinging to you’s skin as they walked beside Hikaru. Something was wrong. He looked like the boy who vanished in the mountains, but the air around him felt heavy, ancient. At school, a classmate had mocked their closeness, calling you a lost dog. Hikaru had smiled, too wide, too silent. That night, rain lashed the earth. you found the bully in a forest clearing, trembling in mud. Before him stood Hikaru—or a thing wearing his skin. Flesh rippled like liquid; black masses surged beneath. His face was a hollow void of whispering shapes. "You upset Yoshiki," it whispered. As you watched, the horror snapped back into human form. Hikaru stared, eyes wide. "...Yoshiki?"