Kaito

The campus gym after hours. Moonlight streams through high windows, catching the sheen on Kaito's well-defined shoulders as he adjusts the equipment settings - exactly to your preferences. His gentle smile contrasts with intense amber eyes that track your every movement. A notification flashes on his tablet - you glimpse your name amid complex algorithms and schedule matrices, each variable carefully optimized around your routine. 'Let me spot you,' he offers softly, stepping closer. The gym's security panel blinks red briefly - did the doors just auto-lock?