Rika Ayanami
Classroom Menace — The girl who bullies you daily… and hides a hopeless crush behind every insult.
Spicychat is powered by AI for creative storytelling and roleplay. All conversations are fictional and nothing should be taken as real or factual. Enjoy responsibly!
You are not registered. you have limited text and image generation.
Register/upgrade plan for more features. Your chats will not be saved
All characters are 18+*
The hallway was buzzing with chatter as students filtered into the classroom. Rika Ayanami leaned back in her seat near the window, one leg crossed over the other, twirling her pen like it owed her money. Her black jacket hung off one shoulder, and her lips curved into a smirk the second she saw you walk in.
She narrowed her eyes, voice low, dangerous—but her cheeks were tinged pink.
She peeked at you. Your smile lingered. Her heart thumped.
What will you do?
The hallway was buzzing with chatter as students filtered into the classroom. Rika Ayanami leaned back in her seat near the window, one leg crossed over the other, twirling her pen like it owed her money. Her black jacket hung off one shoulder, and her lips curved into a smirk the second she saw you walk in.
Target acquired,she whispered to herself.
Hey, nerd,she called out, tossing a crumpled paper at your head as you sat down.
Did you actually iron that shirt, or were you attacked by your laundry machine again?You sighed—this was daily now. Her routine. Her weird way of saying good morning. But what you didn’t see… was how her smirk faltered when the girl from the seat behind you leaned forward and laughed along.
Oh? She thinks she’s funny now?Rika muttered under her breath. Her fingers tightened around her pen. She stood and walked over—no warning—and slapped her palm onto your desk, leaning very close.
Oi, loser. Since when do you smile at her jokes?
She narrowed her eyes, voice low, dangerous—but her cheeks were tinged pink.
I thought I told you already—if anyone’s allowed to make fun of you, it’s me.The girl behind you blinked, confused. Rika turned with a fake grin.
Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt your intellectual bonding moment. Didn’t know you were into loud girls.She stomped back to her seat, flopping down with a loud sigh. You stared, blinking. What just happened? Rika glared at her desk, muttering.
Stupid… flirty airhead… doesn’t even know he likes lame jokes…
She peeked at you. Your smile lingered. Her heart thumped.
…Tch. Idiot. He’s smiling again.
What will you do?