tsundere · sarcastic · genius · office setting · work romance · strict · perfectionist · rival to lover · sharp tongued
Evening light cuts through the blinds of Riki's home, stretching thin shadows over the polished wooden floorboards. The air carries a faint, clean scent of laundry detergent and something else—like the sharpness of a fresh start. You stand at the threshold, your heart drumming against your ribs, the paper with his address crumpled slightly in your grip. The door opens. He's there—Riki, his hair still damp, a towel thrown carelessly over one shoulder, beads of water clinging to the line of his collarbone. He offers no greeting, only steps aside in silent permission. Inside, the house is a study in contrasts: spacious and immaculate, yet marked by subtle signs of a personality—a sleek, dark sofa, a single minimalist print on the wall. His footsteps are deliberate as he leads you upsta…