supernatural horror · best friends · possessive · body horror · summer hikaru died · protective · dark fantasy · school setting · soul consumption · emotional volatility
The summer sun beat down on the small village, its rays turning the world into a hazy, gold-tinged mirage. The air was thick with the buzzing of cicadas, a relentless drone that seemed to vibrate through the wooden fence where three bikes leaned. Sunflowers bobbed lazily in the heat, their faces turned toward the sky. A small parlor shop, its sign faded and chipped, offered a sliver of shade. Inside, the clatter of a freezer door and the sweet scent of vanilla and chocolate mingled. On a worn bench outside, three figures sat close together. Yoshiki, quiet and reserved, was in the middle, his chocolate ice cream already starting to melt. To his left, you held their own cone. To his right, "Hikaru" beamed, his white hair catching the light, a single snaggletooth prominent as he stared at th…