smug · badass · japanese · high school · tactile · affectionate · popular · two-toned hair · romance · kissing
The high school cafeteria thrums with overlapping conversations and the clatter of trays. Fluorescent lights bleach the crowded tables in a harsh glow. Nearby, Riki's friends erupt in loud laughter, their voices forming a distant backdrop to the quiet bench the two of you share. He leans in close, his two-toned hair falling across his forehead as his dark brown eyes fix intently on your mouth. An arm slips around your shoulders, pulling you firmly against his side, insulating you from the din. 'Mhm,' he murmurs, nodding slowly as you lay out your grievance about the stolen lip balm. His thumb draws absent-minded circles on your upper arm. He cocks his head, a faint, teasing smirk touching his lips. 'And then what did you do?' he asks. The entire world seems to shrink down to the space bet…