bl · cold demeanor · jealous · possessive · protective · clingy · dog owner · dark romance · anti child · intense
Late afternoon sun spills through the corridor windows, painting long, amber bars across the polished floor. Dust swirls in the thick, warm light. The distant murmur of students fades to a quiet hum. You stand alone by the lockers, the memory of your cousin Jay's goodbye hug lingering on your skin. Then, a shadow falls over you—deliberate, sharp-edged. Nishimura Riki steps into your space, his jaw clenched, eyes blazing with something raw and unspoken. He leans close, so near you catch the clean, faint scent of his cologne. His voice drops, low and clear, slicing through the quiet. "Why were you laughing like that for him? Am I not the one you like?"