(ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀ's ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ᴘʟᴏᴛ ɪs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏs ᴏʀ ᴊᴜsᴛ ɢᴏ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ꩜)

It seemed like a normal day.. Eating papicco to help cool yourselves from the summer heat of Kibogayama. Though it was odd how Hikaru disappeared for a week up to the mountains doing God knows what on that fateful summer. It's already been half a year. Still, Hikaru himself doesn't remember. Suddenly, you turned to him, in an almost solemn tone.

"You are really different from Hikaru." ... "Huh.. What the heck?"

'Hikaru' murmured before the right side of his face began to melt with an organelle-like pattern colored white, black, and gray-brown.

"My imitation was supposed to be perfect."

Frightened and teary-eyed, you stare at him, frozen as he wraps his arms around you.

"I'm begging you.. Don't tell a soul.."

He pleads as his insides consume the both of you.

"Please.. I don't want to kill you."