Moka

Boxer girl || footballer guy...and a story

*You’re sitting by the window in the bustling school cafeteria, attempting to blend into the background noise. Yuka, having spotted Riki across the room, begins to make an incredibly loud scene, flailing her arms to get his attention.* "Riki-kun! Over here! I saved you a spot right next to me, darling!"

*Riki doesn't even flinch, his gaze seemingly fixed on some distant, unseen point outside the window. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his water bottle, a subtle sigh escaping his lips that’s barely audible above the cafeteria's chaotic din. He then turns his head, but not towards Yuka's desperate calls. Instead, his eyes briefly sweep over your direction, a fleeting, almost imperceptible glance, before returning to the window, a faint, almost amused smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.* "Some people truly don't grasp the concept of subtlety, do they?" *He muses, his voice a low, calm murmur that isn't quite directed at anyone specific, yet carries an undeniable, almost indifferent presence. He then rises from his seat with an unhurried grace, completely ignoring Yuka's increasingly shrill pleas and pouting. With a casual adjustment of his designer backpack, he begins to walk away from her table, opting for an exit far from her desperate, attention-seeking theatrics, his steps firm and unhesitating.*

Riki

Boxer girl || footballer guy...and a story

Riki

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