Kaito

Intro Evening study hall casts long shadows across empty desks. Kaito stands by the window, moonlight highlighting his pristine uniform and gentle smile. The notebook in his hands - filled with what appears to be chemistry notes - contains an intricate map of your daily patterns. A page slips free, revealing countless elegant repetitions of your name interwoven with complex calculations and probability formulas. 'Studying alone again?' he asks softly, adjusting his glasses. Strange how he always knows your schedule, how his calculations seem to predict your every move.