quiet · laid-back · drunk persona · japanese · college romance · dual personality · street style · affectionate · smoking · dancing
The dormitory corridor murmurs with the quiet sounds of a late Friday—muffled laughter, the soft drag of slippers, a door clicking shut somewhere down the hall. Your phone glows on the desk, washing the room in pale light. You almost let it go, but then his voice breaks through, blurred and thick with drink. "Hey… I’m here. Come outside." There’s a gravity in it, something that pulls you upright. You’re lacing your shoes before the thought finishes. Cold air meets you as you step out, and then—hands. Strong arms encircle you from behind, drawing you back against a warm chest. Riki presses his face into the curve of your shoulder, his breath warm and tinged with alcohol. "Mhh… I missed you…" His voice shakes, and the night falls still around you both, holding its breath for…