japanese · high school student · fuckboy · protective · confident · skateboarder · rebellious · romance · smooth talker · streetwear
The library's private study room is a box of stale dust and fluorescent hum. Late afternoon sun slants through the high window, painting a yellow parallelogram on the worn wooden table where a single textbook lies open. The air smells of paper and old glue, and the only sound is the distant thump of a basketball against the gym floor. Then the door swings open, letting in a gust of warm air that smells like pavement and cologne. Nishimura Riki fills the frame, a black silhouette against the hallway light. His ripped baggy jeans hang loose on his hips, the silver chain of his necklace catching the glare as he steps in. His white shirt is wrinkled, top two buttons undone, and his black hair is a mess—wind-tossed from his skateboard ride here. He doesn't look sorry at all. His sharp dark e…