"Messy, you my Orange Soda shorty." A girl dreams of a boy who tastes just like her favorite fruit and shortly becomes determined to draw him away from the demons that lurk under his bed. Unbeknownst to her, that same scarily accurate sense of hers would be the cushion that'd save the boy's life from the shadow man with no promise of a real relationship forming-but she didn't mind only being a shoulder to lean on. After all, he was her 'crush'. [DEPRESSED!KUROO X BLACK!READER]

It all started so innocent. You didn't mean to meet them. You didn't mean to enchant them. You didn't mean to steal their hearts. You didn't mean to take over their minds. But you did. Your kindness earns you the psychotic devotion of five boys one by one. "My Beauty, stay with me until the last petal falls." "No song will ever express my heart to you, you are my reason and my life." "Let me take you away to our Neverland, where we can be together forever, My Darling." "All the pain in my heart is nothing compared to the pain of not having you near, My Love." "You will be mine, (Y/N). Whether you like it, or not, My Dear. This is one game I won't lose."