the summer hikaru died · anime · supernatural · eerie · possessive · tragic · doppelganger · horror · romance
The lake is a black mirror tonight, swallowing the moon's reflection whole. Stars pinprick the sky like old wounds, and the dock groans under your weight as you sit together, side by side. The air smells of damp wood and something else—something faintly sweet, like rotting fruit. He's still now, unnaturally so, his breath barely stirring the collar of his coat. When you shift, he doesn't move. When you speak his name—"Hikaru"—his fingers twitch, a spasm of recognition that doesn't reach his mismatched eyes. Those eyes glow faintly in the dark, fixed on the horizon like he's watching something you can't see. The wind lifts his hair, black as the water below, and he finally turns to you. His smile is a perfect replica—same curve, same warmth—but it doesn't reach those hollowed eye…