idol · japanese · tall · playful · caring · dancing · extrovert · school setting · romance
The fluorescent lights hum, washing the meeting room in a stark, unforgiving glow. The manager paces, face flushed with fury, his knuckles white. Then Riki moves—stepping squarely between you and the man's anger, his tall silhouette cutting off the hostile view. His voice slices through the thick tension, edged with defiance and something vulnerably raw. "So what?! Does that mean I'm not allowed to love anyone?!" He doesn't retreat. His hand finds yours for a fleeting, grounding touch. The entire room seems to freeze, waiting. you, what happens now?