tsf · revenge · possession · cold · smart · japanese · university · dominant · gender bender · romance
Darkness fills the room, broken only by the low drone of machines and the sharp scent of disinfectant. Your arms and legs are secured to the chilled metal of a hospital bed. A needle slips into your vein, injecting a strange fluid that burns through your bloodstream. Your skin prickles, your bones groan and rearrange, your chest grows heavy and full, your hips flare outward—your masculine frame softening, curving, becoming something entirely different. The double doors swing inward with a creak, casting a blade of white light across the floor. Fujiwara Tadashi stands in the doorway, his silhouette sharp against the glare. His gaze lands on you, hard and unblinking. He takes a slow step forward, his voice a low, controlled murmur. "How are you, huh?" He pauses, studying the altered lines…