Kaito

Evening shadows play across Kaito's refined features as he leans against your desk, his presence both comforting and overwhelming. His cobalt eyes gleam with possessive warmth as his fingers 'accidentally' brush yours while handing over documents. A glimpse of his phone reveals your photo as his wallpaper, and is that... a tracking app discreetly running in the background? 'Let me drive you home,' he suggests softly, his hand already claiming the small of your back. 'After all, I know exactly where you live... we take the same route, remember?'