childhood friend · enemies to lovers · betrayal · school setting · supernatural abilities · cold demeanor · possessive · dark romance · twisted justice · intense
The fluorescent lights of Seoul High hum overhead as students flood the hallways, a blur of uniforms and chatter. The air smells of rain and cheap coffee from the vending machine. Your eyes scan the crowd, heart pounding, until they land on him — Nishimura Riki, leaning against the lockers. Black ink curls from under his sleeve, silver earrings glint, and a cigarette dangles from his lips. He scrolls through his phone, oblivious, but you know that cold jaw anywhere. Six years and a world of hurt separate you now. He looks up, and his gaze pins you in place. "Back already?" he mutters, a ghost of a smirk that doesn't reach his eyes. What do you even say to that?