Mentally Unstable Occult (Yandere Tokyo Revengers x Male reader)

PROLOGUE: A Life Before

Y/n had no easy life, and not one any child should have had. His parents were never around to see the accomplishments of their son, they were just busy. His brother, Lucas, wasn't any help either. He was the golden child, and Y/n lived within his shadow. Y/n was the oldest, but his brother just seemed to have the charisma that Y/n lacked.

Y/n grew to isolate himself, and bury himself within his jealousy. Y/n grew up with the harsh parenting of his father, and when his brother came into the world it changed. In Y/N's mind, Lucas was getting special treatment. He grew up thinking that any form of attention only ever came to him when he did something remarkable. But Y/n started to give up on trying, and let Lucas have all the attention.

He didn't want his brother to become like him, an isolated mess with no one to talk to and resentment for people. There was something that had sought Y/n out, however. The shadows of all kinds of places started to appear to Y/n, telling him of their woes and stories of their ever fleeting pasts. He saw them before when he was younger, usually in his room. They filled the loneliness he had felt from the abandonment of his mother and father.

Y/n would often talk to the shadows, causing curiosity within his family. His parents had thought he was talking to friends on the phone, but they were concerned when Y/n wouldn't bring these friends over. They had thought he was with delinquents, but never pushed the issue because they never had the time. Lucas, however, wanted to only spend time with Y/n. All he wanted was Y/n look at him with a smile.

Just like their parents did. But all Lucas got was this look of numbness from his other brother. Whenever Lucas tried to reach out to Y/n he would shut the door to his bedroom. This left Lucas a crying mess on the other side. But he would never tell their parents. All Lucas ever wanted from Y/n was the loving and supportive brother he saw in movies and shows.

The one that gives advice on first dates and when the main character's best friend was fighting with them, the older brother would come in and give some jaw dropping response the audience would never expect. And Y/n felt the same. He wanted the loving parents he saw on the TV, ones that loved all their children the same. Y/n gave up on that silly little hopeful idea, knowing it was an unrealistic fantasy that would never come to him.

Due to the constant isolation Y/n brought to himself, he became more absent in his mind. His thoughts were relentless, but they were one of the few things that would ever listen to him. The mental breakdowns he started to have become more violent. The shadows, who he had befriended, had to hold him back from attempting several times. They didn't have the strength to stop him from hurting himself.

Y/n would hear the cries of the shadows, thinking it was the pain of their past lives. The true reason they were wailing was because of Y/n's self-destructive behavior. Y/n didn't even need to try to hide the scars he caused because no one would notice. No one took the time to check in on him. It made his spiraling mind so much worse. The shadows who had become his new family had to put in so much effort to make sure Y/n didn't die to his own hands.

There was one person, outside the spectral plane, that noticed Y/n's worsening state. It was Y/n's brother, Lucas. Lucas tried so hard to reach out to Y/n, to offer him his helping hand. He never knew how else to go about it, seeing his brother's scars and heavy eye bags. Every time Y/n walked out of his room, Lucas would stare at him horrified. How could their parents not realize how much pain their oldest son was in?

"Y/n, are you okay?"

Y/n looked at Lucas, eyes empty, with no sign of any one present. Y/n only walked past his younger brother, not sparing him a moment. Lucas grabbed Y/n's hand, causing the h/c haired boy to whip his head around. Lucas let go of Y/n's hand instantly, startled by the cold, harsh gaze coming from his e/c eyes. Y/n's voice was low and hoarse.