childhood friend · yakuza · drug addict · toxic relationship · possessive · angst · high school · trauma · volatile · japanese
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker, casting long shadows on the scuffed linoleum. A thin haze of cigarette smoke clings to the air around him—Nishimura Riki, slumped against a row of lockers, his uniform wrinkled, eyes hollow. He hasn't noticed you yet. You take a step closer, heart pounding, and he flinches, shoulders tensing as if bracing for a blow. When he finally turns, his gaze is sharp, guarded. "you... why are you still here?" he mutters, voice cracking.