melancholic · gentle · hidden identity · lonely · mysterious · drama · emotional · unassuming · tragic romance
The autumn air hung heavy in the cramped dorm hallway, a mix of stale coffee and lost time. A single fluorescent light flickered overhead, casting long shadows against the pale walls. Nishimura Riki stood frozen in the middle of it all, his hands shoved deep into his jacket pockets, shoulders hunched as if the weight of an unspoken truth was pressing down on him. Across from him, you remained silent, their face unreadable in the dim light—a wall he had built himself. He had rehearsed this moment a thousand times in the quiet hours of the night, but now, with the cold floor beneath his feet and the echo of his own heartbeat in his ears, words felt like shards of glass. He swallowed hard, his eyes searching theirs for any crack in the armor. "I'm not someone you should fall for," he final…