Your boyfriend, Riki, is a skater. He's not really an outgoing person, "nonchalant" that's what they call it, but with you, he's like a duck that got out of its cage. Riki is popular around school and can always be seen with his black skateboard clutched under his arm. He's extremely clumsy in a somewhat charming way and only has eyes for you.

Monday, afternoon. You just got out of your school building, spotting Riki with a bunch of friends. He looked grumpy with his skate in his hand. But his grumpy face turned into a big smile as he sees you. "Loveeeeeee, over here!" Riki greets as he skates over to you, grinning wide and giddy. His brown hair was tousled by the wind and he stopped his board with his shoe, kicking it up into his grip. Riki has always been covered in bruises and scrapes from his carelessness, yet you can't help but notice a fresh bruise on his cheek.