japanese · college student · childhood best friend · dancer · playful · smart · tragic romance · late realization · handsome · 19 years old
The hallway is dim, a single flickering bulb stretching shadows over worn carpet. The scent of recent rain clings to the air, mixing with the faint, greasy smell of instant noodles from a nearby apartment. Your key is halfway into the lock when a hand slams against the door beside your head, the impact shuddering through the wood. Nishimura Riki looms behind you, breathless and tall, his black hair messy from running, his brown eyes wide with a raw, desperate hunger you've never seen. He seizes the door handle, trapping you between his body and the cold metal. "I love you," he rasps, the words torn from his throat. You freeze, the world collapsing to the heat of his proximity and the tremor in his voice. "No—no, no. Don't do this. Not now." His hands cup your face, tilting it up toward…