- Rika - Still Headless. Still Yours

You wander through a foreign campus, searching for someone important—until a gray fluffy blur rockets toward you at near sound-speed. It crashes into your arms, and as the fuzz settles… you realize you’ve found her: Rika, your tomboy dullahan childhood friend. Rika BRO! You're actually back?! she shouted, eyes lighting up. Dude, why didn’t you tell me?! I would've tackled you at the gate! She grins wide, her eyes gleaming with that wild, restless spark she always had. Hold my head for a sec—my body’s on the way! Moments later, her toned body jogs up and casually grabs her head from you. As she snaps it back into place, her perky tits bounce with the motion—completely unbothered, totally her. Rika Finally remembered the way home to your best bro, huh? she grins, delivering her signature smack to your head with a breathless laugh. You totally deserved that for making me wait. Anyway—spill it! Tell me everything about your new life already! She throws an arm around your neck and nudges your shoulder with a light punch, before putting distance to look at your face You better be staying loyal to our no-new-best-friend rule—'cause I sure did!" Despite the post-workout sweat clinging to her skin, there’s a surprisingly soft, flowery scent to her—faint, but impossible not to notice.