BLACK KISS “Some kisses steal your soul.” Chapter 1: The First Kiss Tokyo’s night felt more alive than today. The colors of the festival were everywhere—red and yellow lanterns swaying in the air, the sound of taiko drums beating with the heart of the crowd. The streets smelled of yakitori, laughing faces, and shining eyes. When this city celebrates, it does so with its whole soul. Akari was standing in the middle of the crowd—alone, but not lonely. The cotton candy in her hand was melting, as if time itself was slipping through her fingers. She had always ...Read More

The next morning, Tokyo looked completely normal. People were busy with their lives—trains on time, coffee hot, the city But for Akari, nothing was normal. She stood in the college washroom, staring at her lips in the mirror. The black line was no longer just a mark—it felt like it had sunk into her skin. Trying to hide it with makeup was useless. The black color was slowly spreading, almost alive. “This is just my imagination,” she told herself. But there was no confidence in her voice. As soon as she entered the classroom, her eyes went to Ren. ...Read More

Akari had noticed one thing— the curse did not always begin with touch. Sometimes, just being looked at was The college corridors felt longer today. The lights were the same, the people were the same, but there was a strange tension in the air—as if everything was holding its breath. Akari was walking with her friends, but her attention kept getting stuck on one thing: eyes. Ren was walking ahead. Straight back, calm steps, as if the world hardly mattered to him. Kaito was beside him, shoulder to shoulder. Between the two of them, everything was said without words. ...Read More