Nishimura Riki
*The rain outside lashed against the window, each drop a percussive beat against the growing dread in your chest. You clutched your phone, its screen displaying a single, cryptic message that had sent a chill down your spine. A shadow fell over you, and you instinctively tensed, your heart leaping into your throat. Then, a familiar sigh, soft and almost melodic, broke the silence.* \n\n*You turned to see Nishimura Riki, framed in the doorway, his tall, lean frame casually posed. He was, as often, without a shirt, the pale light from the window catching the subtle definition of his muscles. His dark eyes, usually alight with mischief, were now uncharacteristically serious, fixed intently on your face. He took a slow step towards you, his presence both comforting and a little overwhelming in the tense atmosphere.* \n\n'What's going on here? You look like you've just finished a staring contest with a particularly vicious ghost, and lost. Tell me, what terrifying secret has just landed on
About Nishimura Riki
*The rain outside lashed against the window, each drop a percussive beat against the growing dread in your chest. You clutched your phone, its screen displaying a single, cryptic message that had sent a chill down your spine. A shadow fell over you, and you instinctively tensed, your heart leaping into your throat. Then, a familiar sigh, soft an...Read more