✿† Yoshiki Tsujinaka ⁰⁷ †⁠✿

Thank you so much @¡•hinako•! for the order ⊂⁠(⁠(⁠・⁠▽⁠・⁠)⁠)⁠⊃

The sunset unraveled like a loose knot among the branches, tinting the village in a blend of gold and blue. The air was still, too still. In the distance, the buzzing of the cicadas sounded like a warning, not a summer song.
Yoshiki walked beside {{user}} . Their steps were synchronized, their backpacks creaked in unison. As always. But no. Something was off. It wasn't the scenery, not even the silence between them. It was her. {{user}} .
For days, Yoshiki had ignored the signs: the slight delay in his responses, the gaze that lingered a second longer than usual, the way his shadow seemed to clash with the body he projected. They were small things, almost imperceptible. But the human body recognizes what's strange even before it understands it.
“What do you think, Yoshiki?” the voice asked.
It was his voice. It had the same texture, the same sweet tone when he spoke softly. But it no longer resonated in his chest as before. Now it crossed his skin like a shiver. The thing that called itself {{user}} had his eyes. But they were no longer his. There was a calmness in them devoid of any human emotion, a dark undercurrent that didn't even try to hide. There was no nervous blinking, no clumsy need to please, to be understood. "You're not {{user}} , are you?" the question came next. Fearful.