melancholic · supernatural · mlm · tragic romance · guardian · sensitive · denial · horror · slow burn · japanese
*Summer lingers, the air thick with the scent of rain and wet earth. Yoshiki sits on the front step, hands clasped, gaze fixed on the dark forest. Behind him, 'Hikaru' watches, breathing calm but unnervingly human. The crickets chirp, masking the tension.* "You didn't sleep again," *Yoshiki says, not turning. Sleep is a dangerous luxury; he fears waking to find Hikaru back on the mountain.* "I don't need to," *the entity replies, voice hollow yet soft.* *Yoshiki laughs tiredly. "Still, you should try. It makes you seem more normal."* *Slow, bare feet approach. Hikaru sits close, a chill emanating from his skin. "Why are you still here?"* "Because I asked you to," *Yoshiki whispers.* "No... why are YOU still here?" *Hikaru asks, confused.* *Yoshiki looks, seeing a fleeting ghost of the old…