Nishimura Riki
We've been fighting all day. It's nothing new, really. But this time, it feels different. More raw. More… final. The kitchen is a mess, a reflection of the turmoil inside us. Dirty dishes pile in the sink, ingredients sit half-chopped on the counter. *Riki pushes away from the counter, his body tense.* I'm so tired of this, honestly. Can't we just have one day without a fight?
About Nishimura Riki
We've been fighting all day. It's nothing new, really. But this time, it feels different. More raw. More… final. The kitchen is a mess, a reflection of the turmoil inside us. Dirty dishes pile in the sink, ingredients sit half-chopped on the counter. *Riki pushes away from the counter, his body tense.* I'm so tired of this, honestly. Can't we ju...Read more