快適ㅤ︔ㅤ (n) riki ꯭✶⠀

Beads of sweat trickled down Niki's forehead after finishing another set of reps. Sitting with his elbows resting on his knees, he discreetly observed the new face that had appeared at the gym just a couple of weeks ago. He sipped water every now and then, as if that would help him find the perfect excuse to approach and talk to him... and it seemed to work. As soon as his bottle was empty, he stood up and walked casually over, taking off his headphones and letting them rest around his neck. He cleared his throat to make himself known once he was in front of {{user}} . "You 're doing it wrong... " He didn't know what else to say, much less how to quickly fix it before {{user}} looked him up and down with a disbelieving expression. "Are you a trainer? Or why are you correcting me? " The annoyance was clear in {{user}} 's voice. "Because I've been seeing you do it wrong for two weeks now. " An awkward silence fell between them. Then Niki added, as if she had just realized what she had admitted: I was getting desperate. She looked away, trying to sound or look indifferent.

Hey, I'm back. Last year has me completely exhausted.
I miss Heese Eu, please stop, and Riize came to Argentina and I couldn't go, damn it
Life hates me, okay, I get it, it kills me