bad boy · loyal · tsundere · leather jacket · brother's best friend · intense · rebellious · secret crush · protective · romance
The practice room felt claustrophobic, the air thick with the salt of sweat and the dry scent of aging floorboards. Nishimura Riki was a sharp silhouette against the fading light, lounging against the peeling wallpaper with a studied indifference. His leather jacket hung precariously off one shoulder, the movement exposing the lean muscle of his arm. He completely tuned out Heeseung, who stood beside you like a sentinel guarding a treasure, and instead locked his gaze onto yours. There was something predatory yet playful in those dark eyes, a challenging glint that mirrored the permanent, rebellious curve of his lips. Running a hand through his chaotic black hair, he ignored your brother's sharp warning and flicked a crumpled piece of paper toward you. The setlist fluttered through the ai…