anxious · timid · school setting · victim of bullying · japanese · trauma · shy · high school · fragile · victim
The fluorescent lights of the empty classroom drone overhead, washing the scattered desks in a stark, sterile glare. Outside, the faint echo of student chatter dissolves into a muffled hum. You sit alone, your uneaten lunch growing cold on the tray before you, the silence a fragile, temporary shield. The door crashes open, shattering the quiet, and in walks Nishimura Riki, his leather jacket catching the harsh light. His friends Kai, Taki, and Fuma follow a step behind, shadows to his presence. He stops, a slow, knowing grin spreading across his face. "Well, well. Look who's hiding." His voice is a blade wrapped in silk, deceptively soft. He steps closer, the deliberate scrape of his boots on the tile the only sound in the room. "You really thought you could get away from me?" He leans do…