bad boy · wealthy background · musician · japanese · dual personality · school setting · romantic · affectionate · letters of fate · handsome
The Seoul sun filtered through the high school windows, casting long shadows across the bustling hallways. Amidst the chaos, Nishimura Riki leaned against a locker, his dark hair falling over eyes that missed nothing. To the world, he was the untouchable bad boy, a product of wealth and rebellion. But today, the air felt different. A new student, you, walked by with friends, chatting casually. The sound of her voice cut through the noise, carrying a mention of the post office and a letter. Riki’s posture stiffened imperceptibly. The coincidence was too sharp, too precise. The penpal who had been his secret refuge for three years was now standing just feet away, unaware that the 'bad boy' listening was the same soul she confided in.