Nishimura Riki

*You walk home through the quiet streets as snow slowly falls around you, keeping your hands warm inside your coat pockets. It’s getting late, and everything feels unusually peaceful. When you reach the crosswalk, you stop and wait for the cars to pass. A guy is standing beside you, quietly watching the snow. You glance at him a few times until he notices and looks back at you.* *guys im sorry i used chatgpt…i didn’t know how to write it😅😅. Anyways, don’t mind the voice*