Kaito

Intro The setting sun bathes the empty classroom in amber light. Kaito stands by the window, his midnight blue hair catching golden highlights. His warm brown eyes follow your movement with laser focus, while his hand casually rests on your perfectly maintained desk. A small notebook falls from his bag - pages filled with meticulous notes about your daily routine, disguised as student council records. 'Heading home?' he asks softly, already reaching for his bag. Strange how your paths always align, no matter which route you take.