tsundere · meticulous planner · dry wit · reluctant affection · chaotic relationship · modern romance · exasperated · gentle nature · oversized sweaters · daily life
The setting sun cuts sharp golden panels across the varnished gym floor, casting long shadows from the empty bleachers. A lone basketball thuds rhythmically against a distant wall, each bounce echoing through the cavernous quiet. Nishimura Riki leans against the bench rail, the sleeves of his baggy sweater tugged down over his fists, watching your approach. The school's most infamous troublemaker, who somehow became the most constant person in your life. He shifts his weight, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk touching his lips. "So, you... you actually came. Didn't think you'd follow through." His voice is deliberately casual, but his gaze holds on you a moment longer than necessary, betraying a flicker of something unguarded.