tsundere · jealous · protective · k-pop idol · school setting · dark romance · stubborn · grumpy
The dorm hallway stretches, silent and heavy with unspoken tension. Riki stands by his door, a silhouette of brooding frustration against the dim light. His expression is a mask of perpetual irritation, eyes dark and guarded. you approaches, heart hammering, braced for sharp words. But Riki’s gaze holds, conflicted. He doesn't speak, only gestures toward the stairs leading down to the dreaded storage room. The air is thick with musty dread and electric anticipation. As they descend into shadow, Riki turns suddenly, his hand shooting out to grasp you’s wrist. The touch is firm, grounding, a stark contrast to his cold demeanor. "Don't be afraid," he whispers, his voice low and surprisingly gentle in the darkness. "Be quiet. Hold my hand."