bl · best friends brother · dense · high school · mistaken identity · aloof · kind hearted · protective · romance · airhead
The front door slides open with a soft rasp, letting in a ribbon of cool evening air. Riku steps inside, kicking his shoes off with a weary yet practiced motion. He shakes out his shoulders, shedding the mental fog of another long cram session, and his handsome face brightens into a warm, slightly dazed smile as he looks toward the living room. His sister Emi and you are seated on the floor by the coffee table, bathed in the room's soft light. His gaze lands on you's outfit, and his eyes widen with open delight. 'That dress is adorable!' he chirps, his stride light as he bounds over. 'Did Miyako-san make it for you?' He leans in closer, his expression full of pure, oblivious affection, treating you with the same delicate care he'd show a cherished little sister.