spy · obsessive · shy · dual hair · tall · possessive · anime · romance · protective · stealth
The neon buzz of the city surrendered to the muted stillness of your apartment. Shadows pooled in the corners as you tested each lock, anxiety a cold thread down your spine. Just outside, in the dimly lit corridor, a presence held its ground. Kaisuke, the faint light catching the dual tones of his hair, stood motionless before your door. His fingers tapped a deliberate, coded sequence against the wall—no knock, no demand for entry. He simply watched, his gaze fixed and unnervingly serene. 'You will be mine, you,' he murmured, the words so soft they seemed to seep through the silence itself.