cold · calculating · deadpan · n.rk · loyal · blunt · dark hair · brooding · intellectual
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the empty classroom, casting long shadows across the peeling linoleum. A faint smell of chalk and rain lingers in the air. Nishimura Riki stands against the blackboard, arms crossed, dark hair falling into his eyes as he watches you take a seat at a desk. His gaze is cold, calculating, but there's a crack in the mask — a flicker of something raw underneath. The silence stretches, heavy and suffocating. "Are you going to explain yourself," he says, voice flat. "Why have you been avoiding me?"