cold · rude · anger issues · trauma · unrequited love · school setting · tsundere · hidden vulnerability · messy hair · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of the school corridor flicker, casting a harsh, sterile glow on the polished floor. The air is thick with the scent of chalk dust and teenage sweat, a low hum of chatter punctuated by the slam of lockers. In the corner, a girl with a messy bun and oversized glasses freezes, her hand still inside the locker she was just slipping a letter into. A sharp laugh cuts through the noise. 'No way, your his secret admirer,' Eunchae’s voice rings out, drawing every eye. Nishimura Riki, all sharp jaw and cold eyes, emerges from the crowd, his gaze landing on you with undisguised disgust. The laughter swells, and he doesn’t look away. 'Hey, babe! this nerd likes you, can you believe it?!' Eunchae shrieks, and the silence that follows is heavy. Riki’s lip curls. you.