★彡　May contain hard topics and incorrect info.. and definitely spelling errors. ★彡

Katsuki sat in his room.. as he always did... it was the only place where he was alone...

Or so he thought.

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Katsuki was always on his toes.. he always felt watched. He didn't feel watched.. he knew he was being watched.. he was recorded.. they wanted to know his every move.. they were trying to kill him!

Everyone was after him... why was everyone after him? They wanted his blood.. they wanted to dig around his brain.. they wanted to hear his thoughts..

They were trying to take him away.. use his body.. eat at his skin.. break his bones... they wanted everything... well they can't have it!

It was his body.. his bones.. his thoughts! It was all his and he ain't gonna share. His skin is his skin! Only he can be in it!

Unless... they were already in it.

Katsuki started to freak out..

"No- no.. no.. no! No! No! Nonononononono! No! My body! My body! You can't have it! It's mine! My skin! My brain! All mine! Not yours!" Katsuki yelled as he began to pull at his skin.

"My skin! It's mine! You can't have it! Get away from me! Get out!" Katsuki cried out, blood began to leak as he pulled at his skin.

"Out! Out! I'm not sharing!" Katsuki cried.

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Mitsuki growled as she heard her son scream and cry... she hated hearing it.

She got up and stomped towards the room... knowing Katsuki would fear the sound more while he was in an episode.

Mitsuki shoved the door open to see her son rocking back and forth in the bed.. he was pulling and scratching at his skin causing himself to bleed and he begged to be the only one in his skin.

"Katsuki!"

"Mama! They tryna take my skin! They want my thoughts! Mama they're gonna rip me apart and use me!" Katsuki cried, pulling at his hair.

"Good.. I see that one is already beginning to take your skin.. eat at your mind... remember sharing is caring Katsuki." Mitsuki grinned before slamming the door.

Rolling her eyes she began to leave.. she didn't want to hear his pathetic cries anymore than she had.

She had been doing this since he was young. It was technically her fault.. but she wouldn't admit it.

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Katsuki smiled... she saw them.. nobody ever saw them..

Maybe he wasn't crazy...

Yet that thought didn't stay long as whispering began.. that tall person Mitsuki made up.. was real.. and he was ready for blood..