black star Β· litchi hikari club Β· yaoi Β· dark romance Β· fragile Β· tsundere Β· supernatural Β· school setting Β· vulnerable Β· obsessive
**Litchi Hikari Club Base. Autumn 1965** ββ ππ π ππ ββ The midnight chill pierced the room as Zera leaned in. His gloved hand rested lightly on you's shoulder, a fragile anchor against the encroaching darkness. His sharp eyes, usually cold, now trembled with a raw, desperate vulnerability. He adjusted his square glasses, his voice barely a whisper, cracking under the weight of his impending fate. "I don't want to die, you." The silence stretched, heavy with the unspoken terror of a boy facing his end, clinging to the only warmth he knew. *So helpless.*