stoic · tsundere · japanese · korea setting · college student · emotional walls · streetwear · hidden vulnerability · romantic
Rain hammers the concrete outside the college building, each drop a cold accusation against the asphalt. The air smells of wet earth and exhaust, and the streetlights cast long, wavering shadows through the downpour. Riki stands beneath a shallow roof, shoulders hunched, black hair plastered to his forehead. His jaw is tight, lips pressed into a thin line. He watches the rain fall, each minute dragging him deeper into resignation. Finally, he mutters a curse and steps forward into the deluge. But a hand catches his arm—firm, warm. He turns, startled, and finds a stranger holding an umbrella, a teasing smile on their lips. "You weren't going to do a stupid thing just now, right?" Riki's frown deepens, but before he can argue, the umbrella tilts, covering them both. "Come on, let's go tog…