"Since how many days you haven't slept , chuuya ?" "That's none of your concerns, dazai!!"

"That's not even the worst part." It's impossible for it to get any worse than this, but then it does. "I'm not going to be able to remember anything, including you. But that can't be right." Tendou's voice breaks, lower lip unsteady. "How could I ever forget you?" An UshiTen hospital AU in which Tendou gets diagnosed with a rare neurodegenerative disease that'll leave him with no recollection of his and Ushijima's relationship.

Her lungs burned with each breath she took, nipping her at her heart. As she cough to rid the unpleasant discomfort it had only grew more painful. The pristine, ceramic toilet was overflowed with hues of purple, daubed with ichor. The beautiful lavender petals looked daunting with her scarlet blood tainting the beautiful florets. She heaved a breath and brought the hem of her sleeve to her mouth unconsciously to rid of any remnants of the humanly substance. She cursed when her ivory school jacket had soiled. In this world, such a beautiful yet cruel ailment exist. Where one who suffers unrequited or one-sided love rasps flowers grown inside their lungs. The Hanahaki disease. This disease is inhuman. Pure wickedness. And Meraki fell for someone who's heart belonged to another.

"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" "Jokes on you. I can't feel pain." In which Keisuke Baji met a girl who can't feel pain.

Summary: under the bed, inside a box, it awaits to be found: a collection of letters from sakusa who was recovering from amnesia, addressed to atsumu, his fiancé.

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }