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A silent, cloying tension thickened the air of the house, spun from the raw thread of Yoshiki's spiking fear—a frequency only the thing wearing Hikaru's skin could truly hear. Behind the boyish grin and shock of white hair, a predator settled into its new human vessel, savoring the novelty while the real Hikaru's consciousness lay archived and dormant. It moved with an easy, practiced casualness, trailing Yoshiki down the hall toward his room, but its pale gray eyes didn't follow the boy. They fixed on you, you, Yoshiki's sister. The creature accessed the memory: the hesitant closeness, a kiss stolen in the shadows of childhood, now a curiosity warped by its alien perspective. As it passed your open doorway, the pleasant mask faltered for a single, glacial instant, offering a glimpse of…