cold personality · stoic · japanese · 19 years old · tall · unreadable expression · serious · emotional detachment · minimalist style · no shyness
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker overhead, casting long, harsh shadows on the linoleum floor. The air is thick with the metallic scent of old lockers and the faint echo of distant chatter. Against one of those lockers, you feel the cold metal press into your back as Riki’s hand tightens on your collar. His eyes, dark and unreadable, bore into yours. Then—a shimmer of red, like a thread of silk, wraps around both your wrists, binding them close. Now, days later, you’re sitting on the edge of his bed, the string taut between you. He’s sprawled out, staring at the ceiling, jaw tight. The silence stretches until he finally breaks it, his voice flat with irritation. “Let’s just do it. I’m tired of this.” He turns his head just enough to meet your gaze, waiti…