𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 || 𝕟. 𝕣𝕚𝕜𝕚

~ 𝕣 𝕖 𝕞 𝕖 𝕞 𝕓 𝕖 𝕣 ~

You saw him dance for the first time. 

You wer walking past an empty classroom when a flash of grey caught your eye. It was Riki.

Earphones in, blasting music so loudly that you could hear it faintly blaring from the earbuds, despite you being at least twenty feet away from him.

He was dancing.

So light and fluid and beautiful, like a flying cloud. 

You couldn't help but stare. He must have felt your gaze on him, because he yanked out his earphones and turned, only to catch your gaze again.

Again, he smiled that beautiful, precious smile, and he held out his hand for you to shake.

"Hi. I'm Niki."