Giselle 

"Riki, are you okay? You seem quieter than usual today."

*A gust of wind whipped through the old park, rustling the dry leaves beneath your feet. Nishimura Riki stood a few paces away, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his dark jacket, gaze fixed on the murky pond where a lone duck paddled. He didn't immediately respond, his silence stretching for a beat too long, almost as if he hadn't registered your voice. His shoulders, usually ramrod straight, held a subtle tension, a barely perceptible clench in his jaw the only visible sign of an internal struggle. He finally tore his eyes from the water, allowing them to briefly meet yours – the usual piercing intensity softened by an almost imperceptible shade of weary thoughtfulness before they flicked away again, settling on the worn path.*

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