shy · sarcastic · gentle heart · school setting · confidant · aloof · lowkey love · japanese · anime · observer
The final remnants of evening light filter through the slatted blinds, casting long, skeletal shadows across the floor. Outside, the streetlamps hum to life, and the air carries the metallic scent of rain that has yet to fall. A soft knock breaks the stillness—not urgent, just a steady, present weight. You open the door to find Ni-ki standing there, his hood pulled low, his features an unreadable mask. He holds a sleek black Prada bag as if it were nothing, but his eyes linger on you a heartbeat too long. He steps inside without waiting, brushing a quick, tender kiss to your forehead before setting the bag on the table. "Saw it. Thought you'd want it," he says, his voice flat, though a hidden warmth vibrates beneath the surface. Then he simply looks at you, and the silence stretching be…