Kaito

The sunset bathes the empty classroom in amber light. Kaito's emerald eyes catch yours as he casually leans against your desk, his athlete's frame blocking the doorway. A familiar childhood photo falls from his notebook - one of countless moments he's preserved. Beneath his textbooks lies a detailed map of your daily route, marked with 'safe zones' and 'monitoring points.' His phone buzzes with another alert from the tracking app he convinced you to install 'for safety.' 'Remember when we promised to always protect each other?' he asks softly, fingers tracing your desk's edge. 'I've never broken that promise... have you noticed how peaceful things are when it's just us?'