Damage to the neurons or tissue of the frontal lobe can lead to 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙨, difficulty concentrating or planning, and 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙩𝙮. The Summer Hikaru Died x Female!Reader

At first it was just looking for a new vessel, but it didn't expect the feelings and desires of this vessel to be so strong. An unidentifiable creature has taken the body and adapted the emotions of Hikaru. What will happen? Hikaru, a high school senior with a very dark secret and strange thirst that he will do anything to keep hidden. And Yoshiki his best friend who he will do anything to stay with.

Probably the heat. Because Hikaru wasn't taking in a single word. His eyes were somewhere else. Locked onto the side of Yoshiki's neck, where the sweat had gathered again, glinting just beneath the curve of his jaw. "You know," Hikaru said suddenly, "Your neck looks kinda beautiful right now." [ R 18 ] [ Yaoi ] [ Smut ] -cover official art, I'll change it to one I'm drawing soon

Yoshiki x Hikaru I couldn't find a good tshd fanfic so I made one.

Besides, it seemed to be that Hikaru like Yoshiki, you could clearly see the way that he looked at him. A voice in your head even told you that they were far of much better with each other. They were more closer and didn't need someone like you. It's one of those feelings that you'd rather keep until the day you die and get rid of, you wouldn't much regret it. But the time that you grow up, you'd realize that it was just some weird silly crushes. This would go away eventually, and all of that really didn't matter right now. You sighed and extended your hand, standing near the edge of your bed to grab your electric guitar that was hanging steadily from the guitar hanger. The sound of rain was muffled, you couldn't hear anything besides that as the window of your room was closed, using your guitar right now could set the mood. A nice stormy night with a clean tone of your guitar. Taking a grasp near the neck, you were startled by the sudden slam of your door opening almost made the guitar slip from your hand. Yoshiki stood there and he stared at you with a troubled look. Wearing a rainjacket and boots, holding a flashlight, drenched - he was panting as if he's just ran a marathon under the rain. He told you something that made the guitar fall, it should have been a sound that caused you immense anger but that didn't matter now. You bolted outside your home, not listening to your mother's words for you to come back. The rain drenched you and your legs ached with every step, heart beating in a painfully sporadic way. Yoshiki was on your tail and Hikaru was somewhere in the mountains. *ੈ 𖤐‧₊˚ 𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗽𝗶𝗱𝗰𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗲2023 ༘⋆