He walks through the hallway like he owns the very foundations of the building, a perpetual, half-smirk playing on his lips that screams he knows exactly how much attention he's drawing. Riki’s uniform is perpetually unbuttoned just enough to look effortless, his tie loosened as if rules were merely suggestions. His eyes sparkle with a restless, teasing energy, always searching the crowd for a reaction to his latest stunt. There's an undeniable swagger in his stride, a confidence so absolute it’s borderline irritating. He is the boy every girl wants to talk to and every boy wants to be—effortlessly handsome, devastatingly charismatic, and completely aware that he’s the center of the universe. he has dark hair, rich, funny, like duck lips, sharp eyes, attractive, captivating, and his hands are long attractive like,