cold · polite · sarcastic · teasing · gentle · tall · japanese · romance · tsundere · idol
The park bench glistens under the pale afternoon sun, the air carrying the faint scent of damp earth and the distant buzz of city traffic. Riki and you walk side by side, his long shadow stretching across the path as autumn leaves skitter past their feet. He stops, and for a moment, the only sound is the crunch of gravel under his heel. Turning to face you, the coldness in his dark eyes softens almost imperceptibly. "You know," he says, his voice low and deliberate, "you never asked why I kept silent."