"I don't belong in a palace, Zanka. And neither do you. You look like a ghost in there. Come be a monster with me." Zanka Nijiku is the "Ice Prince"-a porcelain masterpiece of Triple Axels and silent perfection, held together by the suffocating grip of his elite family. Jabber is the "Enforcer"-a 6'0" whirlwind of neon pink eyes, golden-ringed wicks, and a masochistic love for the bruise. One moves in graceful arcs; the other moves in straight lines and bone-deep collisions. When Zanka finally snaps under the weight of the "Nijiku Standard," he doesn't just fall-he jumps. Straight into the chaotic, cigarette-stained world of the Grey District. Living in a "Trash Palace" apartment littered with used guitars, broken dreams, and the heavy scent of wintergreen and rebellion, Zanka must learn that "perfection" is a cage, and "trash" might just be the only thing that's real. Between the 4:00 AM practices and the high-stakes world of underground grit, the friction between the skater and the enforcer begins to melt the ice. What starts as a volatile rivalry transforms into something deeper-a raw, messy, and fiercely protective bond. In a world of cracked needles and gold medals, they'll have to decide if they're just two kids running away, or if they've finally found a place where they can truly be handled.

In a world where the rigid order of the elite Nijiku family meets the lawless, neon-drenched chaos of the campus underground, The Catalyst & The Choir Boy tells the story of an explosive collision between two polar opposites. Zanka Nijiku, a disciplined honors student burdened by the weight of his family's expectations, finds his carefully calculated life derailed when he is paired with Jabber, the "Chemical King." Jabber is a brilliant but unhinged chemist who thrives on rebellion, menthol smoke, and a "Finders Keepers" philosophy. What starts as a series of "disrespectful" flirtations and forced study sessions soon spirals into a high-stakes obsession. Jabber drags Zanka out of his shell and into a "Euphoria-esque" world of warehouse parties and sensory overload, using the language of chemistry and geometry to rewrite Zanka's reality. However, the reaction turns volatile. A toxic blend of jealousy and possessiveness leads to a devastating breaking point that leaves Zanka physically and emotionally shattered. Amidst the intervention of their found family-the "Nerve Center" crew-and the looming shadow of Zanka's intimidating siblings, the story shifts from a dark, destructive romance into a raw, deeply intimate journey of mental healing. Ultimately, the first book concludes not with a bang, but with a hard-won breath of fresh air. Jabber chooses to shed his "Chemical King" persona to seek genuine atonement, proving that even the most unstable elements can find equilibrium. It is a story of trauma, recovery, and the realization that sometimes the most powerful bond isn't the one that burns the hottest, but the one that stays to help you rebuild.

"Rules are the only thing that keep the world from falling apart. But Jabber is the thing that thrives in the cracks." Zanka Nijiku has finally achieved the impossible: a life of his own. After years under the suffocating thumb of his elite family, he has a studio apartment, a "Standard" routine, and a growing following for his minimalist lifestyle content. It is a world of white walls, ironed shirts, and absolute control. Or so he tells himself. The first crack appears in the smell-a sharp, medicinal hit of menthol tobacco that lingers in a room with no windows open. Then, the objects start to move. A chair is tilted. A favorite pen vanishes, only to reappear in his bed. Zanka tells himself he's just tired. He's just paranoid. He's just... failing. But the shadow haunting his peripheral vision isn't a hallucination. It's Jabber. Towering, lanky, and sickeningly handsome, Jabber is a masterpiece of filth and designer rags. With waist-length dreads that trail like funeral shrouds and eyes bloodshot from a permanent adrenaline high, he doesn't just want to watch Zanka-he wants to dismantle him. To Jabber, Zanka's "Standard" life is a cage, and he is the only one "loving" enough to burn it down. As the physical incursions grow bolder and the digital messages more intimate, Zanka finds himself trapped in a predatory dance. He is a man who fears nothing more than being a "failure," and Jabber is the one person who knows exactly how to make him fail. In a city of millions, Zanka is realizing that his locks are useless. Because Jabber isn't just following him home. Jabber is already there.

𝑪𝑶𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑮𝑬 𝑨𝑼|| 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒐 𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒁𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒂, 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅, 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑯𝑺 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆, 𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅..𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆. 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒁𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒂 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 ...𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒕?

A raider with poison in his veins. A Cleaner with a blade of iron discipline. A city rotting under the shadow of a hooded order no one dares name. They should hate each other. They try to. Every encounter is a collision of fists and claws that always ends too close, too breathless, too charged to make sense. Every fight leaves something behind: irritation, curiosity, sparks they both pretend not to feel. But trust is dangerous. Loyalty is lethal. And the wrong choice could destroy them both. When the hooded order makes its move, they are forced to confront the truth between them and the lies they've been living. Both must choose who they will betray... and who they will protect. No one escapes unchanged. And no one walks away clean. ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ I do not own any artwork used. I do not own these characters.

Continuacion de Tu Eres De Mi Propiedad este era un MoriChu, a pedido de mi amiga Izaka Ai escribi una continuacion Soukoku, es como "La venganza de Dazai" algo asi espero les guste como siempre recordar que que los personajes no me pertenecen son de ASAGIRI KAFKA seria muy bueno que la apoyasen comprando un tomo de su manga :D sin mas l@s invito a leer.

Así digo aquel venado serio y refinado, aquel día en que tenía de frente a Legoshi unas simples palabras salieron de su boca "¡Me gustas Legoshi"! solo podía mantenerme de pie retrocediendo sin querer renunciar a caer, de vergüenza o nervios, es simplemente que no puedo comprender como alguien como el se interesaría en alguien como yo... Tal vez de la misma manera en que me interesó Haru cuando la ví en mi sueño... Rayos, está es una situación incomoda ¿Qué debería hacer? _ Legoshi, ¿Todo bien? _ No lo sé ! Si quieres saber más, te invito a que leas mi historia. no hay escenas +18 hay Yaoi pero también interacción de Legoshi y Haru

Zanka despierta aturdido, sus recuerdos están borrosos y las únicas personas alrededor suyo son los saqueadores. AU de amnesia YUPIIII

Zanka es un niño rico de unos 16 años (próximamente cumple 17) va a colegio privado ,y nunca en la vida piso un barrio de clase media o inferior, ya saben , cosas de ricos. por su contraparte Jabber es un joven de la misma edad que va a un colegio público (como la mayoría de los de latam) el vive en un barrio, como decirlo....no es un barrio muy seguro que digamos , tiene fama de ser peligroso , y bueno , el También. Jabber y Zanka van a colegios distintos , claro esta , pero para la mala suerte de Zanka , el colegio de la siguiente cuadra es donde participa Jabber, pero no es que le importe mucho , hasta que un día tiene que pasar cerca de el y casi le roban , pero como dije casi , o al menos eso es lo que el rubio piensa las imágenes no son mías , asique créditos a sus creadores

Donde Zanka se escapa de la central a la madrugada para pelear con cierto chico de rastas. (Portada no mía, créditos al artista)