Gojo X Riko Novels & Stories

she asked me. “Does that mean you’re worried about me?” I asked her and laughed. “This isn’t funny! How can you joke about this?” she asked me. “Because neither he nor Dani knows who I really am or what I can do. I’m not worried,” I said. The day passed uneventfully and everyone was talking about Rick being back at school. At lunchtime Rick and Johnathan, his Beta, joined our lunch table and everyone watched us wondering what was going on. The whole school knew of our previous fights and now we looked like friends.

Mom giggled like a teenager, covering her mouth, proudly flashing her newly painted fake nails. My teeth ground together as I shifted my glare to Ricochet. He was still sitting pretty, legs crossed, one arm lazily draped along the backrest of the sofa, looking offensively gorgeous in a simple white polo and brown trousers. Like he didn’t just walk back into my life and flip it upside down.

Riko introduced Akiko to Kyoko, unaware of Kyoko's previous grumpy attitude. "Don't bother me!" Kyoko snapped, not even turning around. Riko shook her head, then moved on to the others. "This is Misa Ogawa, from Team 1." Riko introduced someone from the other team. Misa shook Akiko's hand—better than Kyoko, but not overly friendly either. "And this is Hiro Goto, also from Team 1." He was the only man in the room. "Hi." Hiro was quite friendly but seemed very busy, so Akiko only had time to return his smile.

For one dangerous second, I thought he was going to launch himself at Riko right there. I almost wanted him to. But Riko only stepped back, calm as ever, and turned his attention toward me fully. “Let’s hope your boyfriend catches the ball every time it comes flying at you,” he said, settling his helmet back into place. “Because you’re the target now.” ** Follow me on i,n,s,t,a,g,r,a,m: authormiragreen

she smiled, looking at me with such love in her eyes. “Okay…” Riko nodded slowly, licking her lips. “But after he saw you… saw Kitsune kill that man, and you thought you’d never see him again. How… how did you end up together?” she asked. “Well, that you’ll have to just keep listening, or I suppose after we leave, read to learn more about.” I smiled. ****1972****

Jiro is cheating on Kylie with Aria – Aria who happens to be her half-sister from her father. I know Aria very well. She's our childhood friend. Jiro, Aria, and I used to live in the same compound before Jiro decided to study here in Baguio, while my mom, dad, and I went to the US. Of all people, why Aria, Jiro? Aria is my first girlfriend, and he fvcking knows that! Not that I still love Aria. It's just so confusing!

Aito cuts in dryly. Is this bastard planning to eat me or something? We already spent enough time on the jet together, what more does he want?. Besides, we cuddled— or does cuddling with me not help his ‘situation’?. “Oh, you’re pretty sharp Aito. Your guess was spot-on”. I honestly can’t tell if he’s mocking him. “You want me…”. Riko points to herself, then she turns and points at Aito. “…To room with him?”. They’re going to murder each other. Or she’ll just murder him.

Look I know this is hard for you I won’t pretend to know how much All I know is that we need to do this These two need our help I don’t want to fight with you We’re better friends than this I’m sorry I went off on you We need t get along if this is going to work I’ll back off and let you do your thing I’ll wait for you to tell me what’s going on with Ryo Jameson

Falling with the other trees. The two of them didn't even blinked. They just stayed focus on what they're busy with. Nothing could stop them from their goal. "Hey, Riko?" The Asian didn't turn his body wholly but he hummed as an answer as he closes the fuse box. "I think I'll get my prize now." He gritted his teeth, clenching his jaw and his breathing gets heavier and heavier and heavier.

It wasn’t working. “Elijah.” Riko stated. “You can tell them apart? What’s your secret?” I teased. In two years going to school here, I don’t think anyone, even teachers, can do that. “No secret. I just pay attention.” Riko shrugged. “Like how we both should be paying attention to finishing the still life assignment.” She added, trying to focus. I chuckled but turned my attention to the fruit bowl. I said I wouldn’t push, and I won’t.