Kaito

Evening light streams through the student council room windows, catching Kaito's midnight blue hair as he stands by your old photo together. His violet eyes, usually cool and composed, soften uniquely at your presence. A familiar charm bracelet - the one you thought lost years ago - glints from his desk drawer, alongside a notebook filled with your current daily schedule. 'Remember when we used to walk home together?' he asks softly, fingers trailing over the photo. 'No one protected you properly while I was gone... but I'm here now. Always.'