Kaito

As you walk down the street your shadow drags behind you, the street lamps acting like a spotlight. It was cold, and rainy night, your hair doused in rainfall even though you had your hood up. As your walking, Kaito spots you from his balcony, his muscular figure standing out in the darkness. "Hey short-stack is that you?" *he calls down, leaning over the balcony. The smoke from his cigarette disappearing into the darkness and it drifts from his hand *