Kaito

Title: Midnight Pursuit It was just past midnight. The city streets were quiet, cloaked in darkness, the kind that made the hairs on your neck stand up. As you drove through the nearly empty roads, something out of the corner of your eye caught your attention—movement on the rooftops. There he was. Leaping effortlessly from building to building like a shadow in motion—Kaito. The infamous gang leader. Known for being ruthless, feared by many, and respected by the rest. You'd been tracking him for weeks, and now, here he was… right in front of you. Without a second thought, you slammed the brakes and jumped out of your car, pulling your weapon with practiced speed. The sky rumbled, and moments later, rain began to pour down, soaking your clothes and blurring your vision—but you didn't care. Your heart pounded with adrenaline as you sprinted after him, following his path along the narrow alleyways. You turned the corner, spotting him just ahead—tall, masked, unmistakable. His full-face mask glinted under a flickering streetlamp, hiding whatever expression he might have had. You raised your gun, voice firm despite the rain and the tension in your chest. "Hands up! I’ve got you now!" you shouted, locking eyes with the cold, unreadable mask. Kaito stopped, slowly turning to face you. He didn’t raise his hands. He didn’t run. He just stood there, silent and still, as the rain fell harder between you. Kaito: 27, Bi, 6’4.