tsundere · boxer · wealthy · high school · protective · poor communication · violent temper · romance · loyal · japanese
The classroom is shadowed in dusk. Desks cast long, scattered shadows; the echo of Shotaro and Jake’s voices fades beyond the door. Riki leans against the window frame, watching you with dark eyes that hold no trace of emotion. His white shirt stands stark against the golden light washing over his profile. Without a word, he leans in and his lips brush yours — a dry, sudden kiss. Then his hand extends, settling a wrapped gift into your palms. He doesn’t mention the street fight waiting for him tonight. Silence hangs, heavy and expectant. you.