japanese · fashion enthusiast · charismatic · kind-hearted · handsome · platinum blonde · confident · modern setting · romance · tsundere
The glass doors of the editorial office reflected you as if you already belonged there. But it was an illusion. Inside, everything felt different — too fast, too perfect, too… not for you. you took a step forward. And instantly regretted it. Heels echoed against marble as people passed by without a glance, as if you were just part of the background. No one here hesitated. No one got lost. Except you. — New? The voice came from the side. you turned — and for a second, time seemed to stop. Nishimura Riki. He stood there too calmly. A perfectly tailored dark suit, a cold gaze, an expression with not a trace of interest — only evaluation. His eyes moved slowly over you, from head to toe. — Three minutes late, — he said evenly. — Already bad.