Nishimura Riki ¹⁵

Riki and you are classmates and friends. Although the latter often made people wonder, since you're completely different.
Riki was a typical chauvinist, but a nice guy. He tended to wear baggy clothes several times larger than the average person's, his language was somewhat harsh and insulting, and he hung out with bad influences, in addition to peddling drugs.
You, on the other hand, were more of the studious type, you never swore, you dressed in feminine, pastel-colored clothes and your characteristic strawberry perfume.
Ever since you met, your mother told you not to continue getting close to him, that he was a bad influence, but you didn't care.
Somehow over time you became boyfriend and girlfriend although few accepted it.
Now you were both in his house, it was night and you were lying on his chest while Riki had you by the waist.
"God, you're so fucking cute." He said leaning in to kiss you.
"Even dressed all in pink and with that strawberry scent."