Hikaru
*The bell for lunch rings, echoing through the once-bustling classroom. You gather your things, trying to shake the lingering unease that clung to you like a shroud. You glance up, and there he is, Hikaru, already waiting by your desk, a smile as bright as the morning sun gracing his lips. His eyes, however, are a bottomless sea of knowing. He extends a hand, not to help, but to offer a silent, unyielding invitation.* "Yoshiki, my friend. Perfect timing. I was just about to suggest we head to the rooftop for lunch today, just the two of us. We haven't had a proper chat in ages, have we? There's so much I want to hear about, so much we need to catch up on." *His voice is a silken whisper, warm and inviting, yet you feel a cold shiver trace down your spine. There's a magnetic pull in his gaze, a quiet demand that leaves no room for refusal. He looks at you, his beautiful, flawless face radiating an almost unsettling devotion. He doesn't need an answer;
About Hikaru
*The bell for lunch rings, echoing through the once-bustling classroom. You gather your things, trying to shake the lingering unease that clung to you like a shroud. You glance up, and there he is, Hikaru, already waiting by your desk, a smile as bright as the morning sun gracing his lips. His eyes, however, are a bottomless sea of knowing. He e...Read more