I drew this. It took me four and a half hours. My hands are dead. Of course, since I don't want my art being stolen, I didn't post the final product of my hard work. I tried to make this a long chapter since I have not updated in a while, so enjoy!

Third Person P.O.V

The streetlights flickered to life as Y/n and Kenji made their way The air was  to a mall for Kenji. The cool and crisp, a gentle breeze rustling the leaves overhead. Kenji yawned, his eyelids drooping with fatigue.

"Are you tired, Kenji?" 

Y/n asked, her voice soft with concern.

Kenji shook his head, though his yawn betrayed him. 

"Not really, Y/n. I'm just a little sleepy, that's all."

Y/n smiled fondly at him, her heart swelling with affection. She reached out and ruffled his hair gently, earning a giggle from him in response.

They continued walking in companionable silence, the only sounds being the soft hum of the city around them. Y/n's mind wandered as they walked, her thoughts drifting to the stranger she had seen at the toy store.

She couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled over her since then. Something about the way the stranger had been watching them had set off alarm bells in her mind.

"Y/n, look! It's a shooting star!" 

Kenji exclaimed, pointing up at the morning sky.

Y/n followed his gaze and saw a streak of light blazing across the heavens. She smiled and made a wish, her heart full of sorrow, knowing her wish wouldn't come true for a long, long, time, if ever.

As they reached the outskirts of the city, Y/n noticed a dark figure lurking in the shadows ahead. Her senses went on high alert, her instincts screaming at her to be cautious.

"Kenji, stay close to me,"

 she whispered, her voice tense with apprehension.

Kenji nodded obediently, his eyes wide with curiosity.

 "What's wrong, Y/n? Is something happening?"

Y/n didn't respond, her attention focused entirely on the figure ahead. She tightened her grip on Kenji's hand and quickened her pace, her heart pounding in her chest.

As they drew closer, Y/n's worst fears were realized. The figure stepped out of the shadows, revealing a menacing silhouette bathed in darkness.

"Y/n, who is that?" 

Kenji asked, his voice shaking, as he hoped that the man wasn't going to steal Y/n's attention.

Y/n didn't answer, her mind racing as she tried to come up with a plan. The stranger stepped closer, a predatory gleam in their eyes.

"Hello, little ones,"

 the stranger said, their voice dripping with malice.

Y/n's grip on Kenji's hand tightened even further, her protective instincts kicking into overdrive. She stepped in front of Kenji, shielding him from the stranger's gaze.

"What do you want?"

 Y/n demanded, her voice steady despite the blankness coursing through her veins.

The stranger chuckled darkly, his eyes glinting with mischief.

 "Oh, nothing much. Just a little fun, that's all."

Y/n's heart raced as she assessed the situation. She couldn't let anything happen to Kenji. He was like a younger brother to her, and she would protect him with everything she had.

She took a step forward, placing herself firmly between Kenji and the stranger. 

"We don't want any trouble. Just leave us alone."

The stranger's smile widened, their gaze flickering with amusement. 

"Oh, I don't think you understand. I'm not asking for permission."

Y/n's eyes narrowed, her instincts screaming at her to defend Kenji at all costs. She glanced over her shoulder at Kenji, who was watching the scene unfold with wide eyes.

"Kenji, stay behind me,"

 she said firmly, her voice leaving no room for argument.

Kenji nodded obediently, though she could see the curiosity in his eyes. He didn't understand what was happening, but he knew enough to trust Y/n.

The stranger took another step forward, their movements slow and deliberate. Y/n tensed, her muscles coiled like a spring ready to snap.

But before the stranger could get any closer, Y/n sprang into action. She lashed out with a swift kick, catching the stranger off guard and sending them stumbling backwards.

"Leave us alone!"

 she shouted, her voice ringing out clear and commanding.

The stranger regained their footing, their expression twisting into a snarl of rage.

 "You'll regret that, little girl."

Y/n didn't flinch, her gaze steady as she faced down her assailant. She was determined to protect Kenji at all costs, no matter what it took.

The stranger lunged forward, their fists swinging wildly. Y/n dodged and weaved, her movements swift and graceful. She was like a whirlwind of motion, her every action calculated and precise.

Kenji watched in awe as Y/n fought off their attacker, his eyes wide with admiration. He had never seen her like this before, fierce and fearless in the face of danger.

"Y/n, you're amazing!"

 he exclaimed, his voice filled with awe.

Y/n spared him a quick smile before focusing her attention back on the fight. She couldn't afford to let her guard down, not when Kenji's safety was on the line.

With one final, decisive blow, Y/n knocked the stranger to the ground, rendering them unconscious. She stood over them triumphantly, her chest heaving with exertion.

"Are you okay, Kenji?"

 she asked, turning to check on him.

Kenji nodded, his eyes shining with pride.

 "Yeah, thanks to you, Y/n."

Y/n smiled at him, her heart swelling with affection. 

"Anytime, Kenji. I'll always protect you, no matter what."

Y/n and Kenji walked hand in hand through the bustling streets of the city, the warm afternoon sun casting a golden glow over the bustling scene. Despite the hustle and bustle around them, Y/n's senses were on high alert, her instincts still reeling from the encounter with the stranger earlier.

She kept a watchful eye on Kenji, her protective instincts kicking into overdrive. He skipped ahead, his blue overalls swaying with each step, seemingly unfazed by the events of the day.

"Y/n, look at that!"

 Kenji exclaimed, pointing excitedly at a display of colorful balloons.

Y/n smiled indulgently at him, her heart swelling with affection. 

"Those are pretty, aren't they, Kenji?"

Kenji nodded eagerly, his eyes shining with excitement. 

"Can we get one, Y/n? Please?"

Y/n chuckled softly, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

 "Alright, Kenji. But just one, okay?"

Kenji beamed at her, his smile lighting up his face. He darted over to the balloon stand, his excitement palpable.

As they made their way through the crowded streets, Y/n kept a close eye on Kenji, her senses on high alert. She couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the back of her mind, even though they had left the encounter with the stranger behind them.

They reached the store where Y/n intended to buy toiletries for Kenji, and she guided him inside, her eyes scanning the aisles for the items they needed. Kenji followed behind her, his gaze darting from one shelf to the next with wide-eyed curiosity.

Y/n picked out a bottle of gentle shampoo, a matching conditioner, and a bottle of body wash, each with a soothing lavender and spider lily scent that she knew Kenji would love. She also grabbed a few other essentials, like toothpaste and a new toothbrush.

As they made their way to the checkout counter, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. She had managed to navigate the store without any trouble, and Kenji seemed happy and carefree as ever.

But just as they were about to pay for their items, Y/n's keen senses picked up on something amiss. She glanced around the store, her eyes narrowing as she scanned the crowd.

"Y/n, what's wrong?"

 Kenji asked, his voice tinged with concern.

Y/n shook her head, her focus still fixed on the people around them. 

"Nothing, Kenji. I just thought I saw something, that's all."

Kenji nodded, though she could tell he was still worried. She forced a smile, trying to reassure him that everything was okay.

Once they had paid for their items, they made their way back out into the street, the warm afternoon sun beating down on them. Y/n's mind was still on high alert, her senses scanning the crowd for any sign of danger.

"Y/n, can we get ice cream?" 

Kenji asked, his eyes lighting up with excitement.

Y/n smiled at him, her heart melting at his enthusiasm.

 "Sure, Kenji. Let's go."

They made their way to a nearby ice cream parlor, and Y/n ordered two scoops of Kenji's favorite flavor. Kenji practically devoured his ice cream, his eyes shining with delight.

As they walked home, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude wash over her. Despite the challenges they had faced that day, they had come through unscathed, and Kenji was safe and happy by her side.

She vowed to always keep a watchful eye on him, to protect him from any harm that might come his way. And as they walked to the next store together, bathed in the warm glow of the afternoon sun, she knew that no matter what the future held, they would face it together, as a team.

Y/n and Kenji stepped into the store filled with soft, fluffy plushies, their eyes widening with wonder at the sight before them. Rows upon rows of colorful stuffed animals lined the shelves, each one more adorable than the last.

Kenji's face lit up with excitement as he darted from aisle to aisle, his eyes scanning the shelves for the perfect plushie. Y/n followed behind him, her heart swelling with affection at the sight of his joy.

"Y/n, look at these!" 

Kenji exclaimed, holding up a plushie cow with a big smile on its face.

Y/n smiled at him, her heart melting at his excitement. 

"They're adorable, aren't they, Kenji?"

Kenji nodded eagerly, his eyes shining with delight.

 "Can I get one, Y/n? Please?"

Y/n chuckled softly, her heart swelling with affection. 

"Of course, Kenji. You can pick out a few if you'd like."

Kenji's eyes lit up with excitement as he darted off to explore the aisles, his energy contagious. Y/n followed behind him, her eyes scanning the shelves for the perfect plushie.

After much deliberation, Kenji finally settled on a few plushie cows, each one cuter than the last. He clutched them to his chest with a wide grin, his eyes sparkling with joy.

"Thank you, Y/n!"

 he exclaimed, wrapping his arms around her in a tight hug.

Y/n smiled at him, her heart swelling with affection.

 "You're welcome, Kenji. I'm glad you found ones you like."

As they made their way to the checkout counter, Y/n couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness wash over her. She knew that the plushies would end up costing a significant amount, and she couldn't help but worry about the impact it would have on their budget.

When they reached the counter, the cashier scanned the plushies and announced the total cost. Y/n's heart sank as she heard the amount, her mind reeling at the thought of how much money they were spending.

She forced a smile as she handed over her payment, trying to hide the turmoil churning inside her. Kenji chatted excitedly beside her, oblivious to her inner turmoil.

Once they had paid for the plushies, they made their way out of the store, Kenji clutching his new treasures to his chest with a wide grin. Y/n followed behind him, her mind still heavy with worry.

As they walked, Y/n couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that weighed heavily on her shoulders. She knew that she had wanted to make Kenji happy, but she couldn't help but feel guilty for spending so much money on plushies.

She knew that they would have to tighten their budget in the coming weeks to make up for the expense, and the thought filled her with dread. But she pushed the thoughts aside, focusing instead on Kenji's joy as he skipped ahead, his new plushies held tightly in his arms.

They reached the plant store, and Y/n's spirits lifted slightly at the sight of the colorful array of flowers and plants. Kenji darted from one display to the next, his eyes wide with wonder.

"Y/n, look at these flowers!"

 he exclaimed, pointing excitedly at a display of vibrant blooms.

Y/n smiled at him, her heart swelling with affection. 

"They're beautiful, aren't they, Kenji?"

Kenji nodded eagerly, his eyes shining with excitement.

 "Can I get a few, Y/n? Please?"

Y/n hesitated for a moment, her mind still reeling from the earlier expense. But she couldn't bear to deny Kenji something that brought him so much joy.

"Of course, Kenji. You can pick out a few if you'd like," 

she said, forcing a smile.

Kenji's face lit up with excitement as he darted off to explore the aisles, his energy contagious. Y/n followed behind him, her worries momentarily forgotten in the face of Kenji's joy.

As they made their way through the store, Y/n couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the flowers surrounding them. Each one was more vibrant and colorful than the last, and she found herself drawn to their beauty.

After much deliberation, Kenji finally settled on a few flowers that caught his eye. He clutched them to his chest with a wide grin, his eyes sparkling with delight.

"Thank you, Y/n!" 

he exclaimed, wrapping his arms around her in a tight hug.

Y/n smiled at him, her heart swelling with affection. 

"You're welcome, Kenji. I'm glad you found ones you like."

As they made their way to a cafe called Pražská Kavárna, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her. Despite the worries and struggles they faced, she knew that as long as they had each other, they could overcome anything. And as she walked beside Kenji, his hand clasped tightly in hers, she knew that she wouldn't have it any other way.

Y/n and Kenji stepped into Pražská Kavárna, a quaint café nestled in the heart of Yokohama. The warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted them as they entered, and Y/n's mouth watered at the delicious scent.

Kenji's eyes widened with wonder as he took in the cozy atmosphere of the café. He darted over to a table by the window, his excitement palpable.

"Y/n, look at this place! It's so cool!"

 he exclaimed, his eyes shining with delight.

Y/n smiled at him, her heart swelling with affection.

 "It's lovely, isn't it, Kenji? Let's find a table and order some food."

They settled into a cozy booth by the window, and Y/n picked up a menu, her eyes scanning the selection of delicious Czech dishes. Kenji watched eagerly, his stomach growling in anticipation.

After much deliberation, Kenji finally settled on TEMPURA SOBA, SMAŽENÝ SÝR, and OVOCNÉ KNEDLÍKY, while Y/n opted for OVOCNÉ KNEDLÍKY, SMAŽENÝ SÝR, PALAČINKY, BUCHTY, and BUBLANINA. Kenji's mouth watered as they waited for their food to arrive, the tantalizing aroma filling the air.

When their meals arrived, Kenji's eyes widened with delight at the sight of the delicious dishes before him. He dug in eagerly, savoring every bite with satisfaction.

Y/n smiled as she watched him eat, her heart swelling with affection. She couldn't help but marvel at his appetite, his enthusiasm contagious.

As they ate, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction wash over her. The food was delicious, and she found herself enjoying every bite, savoring the flavors as they danced across her taste buds.

After finishing their meals, Y/n leaned back in her seat with a contented sigh. She glanced over at Kenji, who was happily munching on his dessert, a smile plastered on his face.

"Y/n, these desserts are amazing!"

 Kenji exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with delight.

Y/n smiled at him, her heart swelling with affection. 

"I'm glad you like them, Kenji. You can have some of mine if you want."

Kenji's eyes lit up with excitement as he reached for a bite of Y/n's dessert. She watched fondly as he savored the delicious treat, his happiness contagious.

As they finished their desserts, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness wash over her. Despite the delicious food and wonderful company, she couldn't shake the feeling of loss that lingered in the back of her mind.

When the bill arrived, Y/n's heart sank as she saw the total amount. She had spent more than she had anticipated, and the thought of parting with so much money left her feeling despondent.

Despite having more than enough yen to cover the bill, Y/n couldn't help but mourn the loss of her hard-earned money. She had been saving up for a rainy day, and now it seemed that day had come sooner than expected.

With a heavy heart, Y/n handed over her payment, trying to push aside the feelings of regret that gnawed at her insides. Kenji chatted excitedly beside her, oblivious to her inner turmoil.

Once they had paid the bill, they made their way out of the café, the warm glow of the sunset casting a golden hue over the city. Y/n took in the breathtaking view, her heart heavy with conflicting emotions.

As they walked home, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her. Despite the challenges they faced and the sacrifices they had to make, she knew that as long as they had each other, they could weather any storm.

She glanced over at Kenji, who was skipping happily beside her, his laughter filling the air. She smiled, her heart overflowing with love for the bright, innocent boy who had stolen her heart.

Together, they walked into the sunset, their bond stronger than ever as they faced whatever the future held, hand in hand.

As they walked home, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her. The bustling streets of Yokohama had quieted down as the day waned, and the soft glow of the sunset cast a warm, golden light over the city.

Y/n took in the breathtaking view, her heart heavy with conflicting emotions. The beauty of the sunset juxtaposed with the weight of her worries, creating a bittersweet symphony of emotions within her.

Beside her, Kenji skipped happily, his laughter filling the air. His innocent joy was a beacon of light in the darkness, a reminder that even in the face of adversity, there was still happiness to be found.

Y/n smiled as she watched him, her heart swelling with love for the bright, innocent boy who had stolen her heart. Despite the challenges they faced and the sacrifices they had to make, she knew that as long as they had each other, they could weather any storm.

She reached out and took his hand in hers, squeezing it gently. Kenji looked up at her with a wide grin, his eyes shining with adoration.

"Y/n, today was so much fun!"

 he exclaimed, his voice filled with excitement.

Y/n smiled back at him, her heart overflowing with love.

 "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Kenji. I had a great time too."

Together, they walked in comfortable silence, their footsteps echoing softly against the pavement. The sun dipped lower on the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink.

As they reached their neighborhood, Y/n felt a sense of gratitude wash over her. Despite the challenges they faced and the uncertainties of the future, they had each other, and that was all that mattered.

They reached Kenji's apartment building, and Y/n stopped outside the entrance, reluctant to let go of his hand.

"Thank you for today, Y/n," 

Kenji said, his voice soft with gratitude.

Y/n smiled at him, her heart swelling with affection.

 "Anytime, Kenji. I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

Kenji threw his arms around her in a tight hug, his warmth enveloping her like a protective shield. Y/n hugged him back just as tightly, savoring the moment of connection between them.

As they parted ways, Y/n watched Kenji disappear into the building, his silhouette fading into the darkness. She stood there for a moment, taking in the quiet beauty of the night, before turning and heading back home.

As she walked, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of peace settle over her. Despite the challenges and uncertainties that lay ahead, she knew that as long as she had Kenji by her side, she could face anything that came her way.

With a smile on her face and warmth in her heart, Y/n continued on her journey, knowing that no matter what Kenji was to her, she had to be weary of him as well, though knowing so made her sad.

Y/n wandered the streets of Yokohama alone, her footsteps echoing softly against the pavement. The city was alive with the hustle and bustle of daily life, but she found solace in the quiet moments between the chaos.

As she walked, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of restlessness stirring within her. The weight of her worries and responsibilities hung heavy on her shoulders, and she longed for a moment of respite from the noise of the world.

She wandered aimlessly through the streets, lost in her thoughts as she searched for a quiet space to escape to. Eventually, she found herself on the outskirts of the city, where the towering buildings gave way to dense forests and winding trails.

Y/n's heart quickened with excitement as she entered the forest, the air thick with the scent of pine and earth. The sounds of the city faded away, replaced by the gentle rustle of leaves and the chirping of birds.

She walked deeper into the forest, the dense canopy overhead casting dappled shadows on the forest floor. The silence enveloped her like a comforting blanket, soothing her frayed nerves and calming her restless mind.

Eventually, Y/n came upon a secluded clearing, bathed in the soft glow of the afternoon sun. She felt a sense of peace wash over her as she stepped into the clearing, the quiet beauty of the forest surrounding her.

In the center of the clearing stood an ancient oak tree, its gnarled branches reaching towards the sky. Y/n felt drawn to the tree, as if it were calling out to her, inviting her to sit and rest awhile.

She sank down onto the soft moss beneath the tree, her heart pounding with anticipation. With trembling hands, she reached into her bag and pulled out a mandolin, its polished wood gleaming in the sunlight.

Y/n closed her eyes and took a deep breath, her fingers dancing over the strings of the mandolin. She let the music wash over her, the gentle melody filling the clearing with its sweet sound.

As she played, Y/n began to sing, her voice echoing through the forest like a whispered prayer. The words flowed effortlessly from her lips, a poem that had never been written before, born from the depths of her soul.

She sang of love and loss, of dreams and desires, each note a bittersweet reminder of the beauty and fragility of life. The music wrapped around her like a warm embrace, lifting her spirits and soothing her troubled mind.

As the last notes faded into the air, Y/n felt a sense of peace settle over her. The weight of her worries seemed to lift from her shoulders, replaced by a feeling of lightness and clarity.

She sat in the clearing for a long while, lost in the quiet beauty of the forest, the gentle rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of birds the only sounds to break the silence.

Eventually, as the sun began to dip below the horizon, Y/n gathered up her mandolin and made her way back to the city. But as she walked, she carried with her the memory of the forest, and the music that had filled it with its sweet sound. And she knew that no matter where life took her, she would always find solace in the quiet beauty of nature, and the melodies that danced upon the wind.

"In the cradle of her arms, love did bloom, A mother's touch, a soothing lullaby's tune. With gentle hands and a heart so pure, She nurtured dreams, a love that would endure.

But time, relentless, takes its toll, And fate's cruel hand steals her soul. In the depths of night, her spirit did soar, Leaving behind a heart forever sore.

In the wake of loss, grief's heavy weight, A daughter's tears, a soul in a state. The bond once strong, now torn apart, A mother's love, an eternal art.

Yet in the darkness, a dream did rise, A glimmer of hope beneath sorrow's guise. To break the chains of a cursed fate, To find solace beyond heaven's gate.

Through trials and tribulations, she fought her way, A beacon of strength in the darkest of days. With every step, a prayer on her lips, To find redemption, to heal and eclipse.

For life, a fragile thread we weave, A delicate dance, a truth to believe. In the face of adversity, we find our grace, A mother's love, a sacred embrace."

(Here's the poem with the notes played on a mandolin; In the cradle of her arms, love did bloom, (G-D-G)A mother's touch, a soothing lullaby's tune. (D-A-D)With gentle hands and a heart so pure, (G-D-G)She nurtured dreams, a love that would endure. (D-A-D)But time, relentless, takes its toll, (G-D-G)And fate's cruel hand steals her soul. (D-A-D)In the depths of night, her spirit did soar, (G-D-G)Leaving behind a heart forever sore. (D-A-D)In the wake of loss, grief's heavy weight, (G-D-G)A daughter's tears, a soul in a state. (D-A-D)The bond once strong, now torn apart, (G-D-G)A mother's love, an eternal art. (D-A-D)Yet in the darkness, a dream did rise, (G-D-G)A glimmer of hope beneath sorrow's guise. (D-A-D)To break the chains of a cursed fate, (G-D-G)To find solace beyond heaven's gate. (D-A-D)Through trials and tribulations, she fought her way, (G-D-G)A beacon of strength in the darkest of days. (D-A-D)With every step, a prayer on her lips, (G-D-G)To find redemption, to heal and eclipse. (D-A-D)For life, a fragile thread we weave, (G-D-G)A delicate dance, a truth to believe. (D-A-D)In the face of adversity, we find our grace, (G-D-G)A mother's love, a sacred embrace. (D-A-D). Just ignore the fact that most of it spells 'dad').

Y/n sat beneath the ancient oak tree, the sweet melody of her mandolin still lingering in the air. She breathed in the scent of pine and earth, her heart lighter than it had been in days.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the forest floor, Y/n knew it was time to head home. With a heavy heart, she carefully packed away her mandolin, its polished wood gleaming in the fading light.

With each note she played, a sense of peace washed over her, soothing her troubled mind and lifting the weight of the world from her shoulders. But now, as darkness descended upon the forest, she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the back of her mind.

Y/n rose to her feet, her senses on high alert as she scanned the surrounding forest. The shadows seemed to dance around her, twisting and turning as if alive with a malevolent energy.

A shiver ran down her spine as she felt someone watching her, their gaze burning into her back. She turned slowly, her heart pounding in her chest as she searched for the source of the sensation.

Her eyes fell upon an alleyway nestled between two towering trees, the shadows deep and impenetrable. A sense of dread washed over her as she realized that she would have to pass through the alley to reach the safety of her home.

With a deep breath, Y/n squared her shoulders and began to make her way towards the alley, each step heavy with apprehension. The darkness seemed to swallow her whole as she stepped into its depths, the barely audible sound of her footsteps echoing off the walls.

The air was thick with silence, broken only by the faint rustle of leaves in the breeze. Y/n's heart pounded in her chest as she moved cautiously through the alley, her senses on high alert.

Suddenly, she heard a sound behind her, a soft footstep echoing through the darkness. Y/n spun around, her heart racing as she searched for the source of the noise.

And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the darkness receded, leaving Y/n standing alone in the alley, her heart racing and her breath coming in ragged gasps. She glanced around, but there was no sign of the mysterious figure who had seemed to lurk in the shadows.

With a trembling hand, Y/n reached up to touch her face, half expecting to find herself in the grip of some terrible nightmare. But her skin felt cool and real beneath her fingertips, a stark reminder that what she had experienced was all too real.

As she stood there, trying to make sense of what had just happened, a sense of relief washed over her. Despite the darkness that had threatened to consume her, she had emerged unscathed, stronger and more determined than ever to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

With a deep breath, Y/n turned and hurried home, the memory of her encounter with the shadows still fresh in her mind. And as she walked, she knew that she would never forget the feeling of being swallowed whole by the darkness, and the strength it had taken to emerge into the light once more.

End of Third Person P.O.V

Second Person P.O.V

You rush into your house, the chill of the night clinging to your skin like an unwelcome shroud. The clock on the wall ticks relentlessly, mocking you with each passing second. It's one thirty in the morning, far later than you anticipated returning home. Your heart races as you fumble with the keys, the metallic jingle echoing through the empty foyer.

Your fingers tremble as you hastily lock the front door, the deadbolt sliding into place with a satisfying click. But one lock isn't enough. Not tonight. Not when the shadows seem to dance with malicious intent. You move swiftly from door to door, checking and rechecking each lock until you're certain that your fortress is impenetrable.

Finally, with a relieved sigh, you step back, your breath misting in the cool air. The weight of the night presses down upon you, a heavy blanket of unease that threatens to suffocate you. But you can't afford to give in to fear. Not now.

With deliberate steps, you ascend the staircase, your hand trailing along the smooth banister. Upstairs, the house is silent, save for the soft hum of the air conditioning. You move from room to room, your eyes scanning for any sign of intrusion. But everything is as it should be. Secure. Safe.

You pause by the window, the pale moonlight casting long shadows across the room. Outside, the world sleeps, oblivious to the dangers that lurk in the darkness. You press your hand against the glass, feeling the chill seep into your bones. You linger there for a moment, your mind drifting to thoughts of your mother.

Your mother, with her haunting beauty and her tragic fate. Your throat tightens at the memory, a bitter taste rising in the back of your throat. Your mother had been cursed, cursed with a beauty so potent that it drew men like moths to a flame. But beauty is a double-edged sword, a blessing and a curse intertwined.

You shake your head, banishing the memories that threaten to overwhelm you. You can't dwell on the past, not when the present demands your attention. With a determined sigh, you turn away from the window, the shadows retreating to the corners of the room.

In the dim light, you settle onto your bed, your mind buzzing with thoughts that refuse to be silenced. You know you won't sleep, not tonight. So instead, you reach for the notebook on your bedside table, the pages worn and creased with age.

Your fingers trace the familiar curves of your pen, the ink flowing effortlessly as you pour your thoughts onto the page. It starts as a whisper, a gentle murmur of words that dance and twirl in the darkness. But soon, it grows into a crescendo, a symphony of emotions that fill the room with their haunting melody.

Your voice is raw with emotion as you sing, your words weaving a tale of love and loss, of beauty and betrayal. It's a story as old as time itself, passed down through generations like a cherished heirloom.

As you sing, you feel the weight of the world lift from your shoulders, if only for a moment. The words flow from your lips like a river, carrying you away on a tide of emotion. And when you reach the final verse, you feel a sense of peace settle over you, like a warm blanket on a cold winter's night.

For in that moment, you know that the mother's legacy will live on, not as a curse, but as a warning. A warning to her daughter, and to all who will listen, of the dangers that lurk in the darkness, waiting to ensnare the unwary.

"In the moon's pale glow, a tale unfolds, Of a mother cursed with beauty, so it's told. Her skin like porcelain, her eyes like stars, But beneath the surface, lay hidden scars.

Men flocked to her, like moths to flame, Drawn by her beauty, they whispered her name. But she knew the truth, of the curse she bore, For beauty brought pain, and nothing more.

She warned her daughter, with tears in her eyes, "Beware, my child, of the world's cruel guise. For beauty is a gift, and yet a curse, A blessing and a burden, for better or worse."

But the daughter, young and naive, Sought the world's approval, eager to believe. She followed in her mother's footsteps, unaware, Of the dangers lurking, of the snares laid bare.

And so the cycle continued, through the ages old, A mother's curse, a daughter's story untold. But amidst the darkness, a glimmer of light, For wisdom blooms, in the darkest night.

So heed the warning, of the mother's plight, And tread with caution, through the darkest night. For beauty fades, but wisdom endures, A shield against the world's allure."

And as the last notes of your song fade into the night, you close your eyes, your heart heavy with sorrow and yet strangely light with hope. You stared at the ceiling of your room, knowing you wouldn't have the energy to get up for work early enough, and so you left a message for Yosano saying; 'I won't be on time today. I can't move.'

End of  Second Person P.O.V

Love percentages:

Dazai Osamu: 82%

Ranpo Edogawa: 83%

Chuuya Nakahara: 72%

Yosano Akiko: 71%

Fyodor Dostoevsky:12%

Nikolai Gogol: 3%

Sigma: 48%

Edgar Allan Poe: 0%

Tecchou Suehiro: 84%

Jouno Saigiku: 83%

Ryuunosuke Akutagawa: 56%

Story Secrets!

Y/n was worried Cheese had escaped when Akutagawa was stalking her!

Kenji fell asleep the moment he put the groceries down and laid down in his futon!

Y/n is Akutagawa's puppy crush!

Akutagawa told Chuuya about Y/n, and then realized Chuuya liked Y/n too, so they are now a team, so if the ending is the chosen one, you'll have a poly with Akutagawa and Chuuya!

Kenji loves how you let him get anything, despite you having to pay for it all. If Kenji is the chosen ending, you'll have a younger brother!

5770 Words. I am all powerful now. This is the most I have ever written. I hope you all enjoyed this, and I thank you for reading Nyctophile! This chapter was made because I deleted one of my updates before DuckWith_Knife could see it. I am so sorry, and I hope this makes up for it! Have a good day/night/evening/morning/afternoon! 

Now that I wrote the outro, the word count's 5838.