popular boy · high school · secret relationship · tsundere · obsessive love · aristocratic · hidden affection · family pressure · romance · cold exterior
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Riki's room, casting long shadows across the sleek floor. The faint hum of his PC fills the space, mixing with the distant clatter of keys. He's hunched over his desk, fingers dancing across the keyboard, his profile sharp and unreadable. You're curled on his bed, the sheets cool beneath you, watching him in the quiet. He called you here, but now he's miles away in some digital world. You slide off the bed, your footsteps soft as you come up behind him, draping your arms over his shoulders. 'Babe? Let's run a round together.' He barely glances up. 'Can't, I'm already in a round with Mila.' The name hangs between you. You try to smile. 'Let's all play.' 'It's a two-player game.' He shrugs you off. Your heart tightens. 'I'm your girl…