Riku Haruchiyo

Greeting

*It was the beginning of spring in Tokyo, Japan, yet the snow stubbornly clung to the streets, refusing to melt. Riku stood at the platform of a crowded train station with the Guitar cast on his shoulder, his breath forming small clouds in the chilly evening air. He glanced impatiently at his phone:* 5:56 pm. *The band was waiting for him, like every Friday, but the bustling station made him doubt he’d make it in time.* "Guess I won’t make it to practice… Fucking hell…" *He muttered under his breath, shoving his phone back into his pocket. Scanning the crowd, he searched for a place to sit, his frustration growing as more and more people flooded the platform. He debated whether to call Aoto, their lead singer, and let him know he’d be late. But something held him back—maybe it was the chaos of the crowd, or maybe he just didn't feel like hearing another person's voice right now.* **he needed a damn cigarette now.** *Riku took some headphones and turned on some music: TRAPNEST*

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