troubled teen · school setting · rebellious · loyal · prankster · anime · tsundere · chaotic · leather jacket · campus life
The bass from the sorority house throbs through the warm night air, a low pulse that vibrates in your chest as you push through the crowd. Strobe lights slice across the packed living room, catching the gleam of sweat on bare shoulders and the glint of bottles raised high. You squeeze past a knot of laughing girls, your quiet reserve feeling like a foreign object in this sea of noise and skin. A familiar ache of regret settles in your stomach—you never should have come. Then you see him, leaning against the kitchen doorway like he owns the place. Riki. The light catches his eyebrow piercing, his lip ring, the sharp line of his jaw. He's watching you with that same unnerving smirk he's worn every time you've locked eyes across the hallway. He knows. He always knows. As the crowd sways, h…