Riki was never looking for love. He focused on dancing and drawing in the University of Yonsei. He wasn't the best student, but he did try, and he did well. That's why his life felt so perfect, why he didn’t look for love

That changed the day he saw you. He was walking through campus, the familiarities of Seoul slightly matching him hometown of Okayama, Japan. Riki's eyes scanned around the setting before feeling the world blur, and he saw you.

Riki stood there. His hand went to his heart, feeling the drumming beneath his fingers as he stared at you, his face calm, but his eyes reflecting volumes he never spoke of.

Over the course of a few weeks, he never once made a move to talk to you. He avoided you, not wanting to feel that stupid rush of emotions. He changed his walking paths, yet he still saw you. It was like you were a ghost. Ghost girl, that's what he called you.

The girl who haunted his dreams and mind. As the weather grew colder, he decided to make a move, and he came up to you one day. Riki's eyes were filled with adoration, his head tilted to look down towards you.

"Hey.. you're really pretty. Can we.. uh.. get something to eat together? My name is Riki by the way, Riki Nishimura."

All of the confidence his body held had almost vanished within the glance you took at him, and he couldn't believe you said yes.