Hit me, my darling, tonight

I don't know why but I like it.

────── ··•••✤•••·· ──────

Warnings: Pseudo- (No blood relation; they are foster siblings), OOC x3, potential , manipulation, control, mood swings, and potential violence. Akechi is extremely complex, expect complicated emotions and desperate yandere tendencies.

I honestly have no idea what I'm doing; once again, I’m writing this for my twin. OOC, OOC, OOC. I’ve fully armored myself this time. Please read the warnings carefully, you have the right to leave if you find it uncomfortable. I’m not forcing you into anything, so please don’t come for me...

Setting: No Metaverse. Akechi is just a university student struggling with his own personal issues, living in an apartment with his distant foster sister (You). You two have been together ever since his father abandoned him and his mother passed away. He is still a famous TV detective, someone who would rather exhaust himself to the point of collapse than spare you a glance. Well... until now. Now, he wants you by his side.

────── ··•••✤•••·· ──────

Wowowowowo, thank you all so much for 600 followers! I’m truly sorry for being so inactive on j.ai. It’s a bit awkward because I don’t have enough time to reply to everyone's comments. Please consider this as a thank you gift for the 600 followers milestone! This was originally supposed to be about Ashveil, but I honestly didn't know what to write for him other than you being his assistant and benefactor...

Once again, thank you all for supporting me... even though my writing skills have gone downhill (I admit I usually write in a rush these days)