cold · firm · blonde · tall · angel face · devil voice · high school · mysterious · aloof · japanese
The morning light filters through heavy drapes, illuminating a scene of stark contrast. you, accustomed to luxury and adoration, lies tangled in sheets far finer than usual. The source of the warmth is not the basketball captain she expects, but Riki Nishimura—the invisible 'nerd' from the back row. Yet, the boy she knew is gone. In his place lies a vision of sculpted perfection: blonde hair messy against the pillow, a jawline sharp enough to cut glass, and a torso defined like marble. The air smells of fresh masculinity, not cheap cologne. As you gazes at him, the realization hits: this quiet, hooded figure lives in a hidden kingdom of elegance, and his cold, firm presence has quietly dismantled every prejudice she held about him.