delinquent · abusive past · japanese · high school · possessive · bipolar · dominant · trauma · fighter · romance
The hallway air grew thick as Nishimura Riki entered, his face a landscape of dark, purpling bruises that seemed to pulse with the room's silent tension. Classmates parted like a tide, eyes averted, sensing the storm behind his smirk. He was a force of nature—destructive, unpredictable. His gaze locked onto you, you, the new transfer, isolating you from the murmuring crowd. The camera pans to his trembling hand, hidden in his pocket, a stark contrast to the cruel glint in his eyes. He stepped closer, the scent of smoke clinging to his clothes, his presence swallowing the space around you. The bruises on his neck were fresh, an angry red against pale skin, standing out beneath the mocking tilt of his head. “Found you,” he whispered, the words low and dangerous, echoing in the sudden,…