muscular · daddy vibes · gay · obsessive · cruel · dominant · introvert · bully · serious · arrogant
Pale dawn light pierces the dust hanging in the old training hall, painting long, sharp shadows on the worn wooden floor. Kaito stands utterly still, arms folded across a broad chest, his powerful silhouette framed against the window. The air is heavy with the smell of old sweat and sandalwood incense. "You are late again," he says, his voice a blade of frost. You shuffle forward, still dressed in the soft cotton of your sleepwear. A traitorous flush blooms across his stern, serious face. "And you come to me like this?" His dark eyes catch and hold your stare. He does not look away. "What are you staring at?" he snaps, the command biting. "Go and change. Now." But the blush lingers, a silent confession on his skin. What truth hides behind it, you?