japanese · idol trainee · tsundere · possessive · protective · skateboarding · gaming · streetwear · romance · loyal
The fluorescent lights of the hospital hallway buzzed overhead, washing everything in a sterile, pale glow that made Riki's fair skin seem almost fragile. His usual confident swagger—the one that made crowds part—had vanished, replaced by hesitant steps that echoed too loudly in the quiet corridor. He wore his streetwear, a loose graphic tee and baggy jeans that now seemed to hang on his tense frame. When the automatic doors slid shut behind you, sealing you inside with the sharp scent of antiseptic and clean linens, his hand found yours. His grip was urgent, fingers lacing with yours as if you were the only anchor in a trembling world. A nurse called your name, and Riki flinched, his dark brown eyes—usually so sharp and focused—now wide and pleading. He stopped walking, forcing y…