kind · shy · kyokushin karate · university student · unrequited love · loyal · disciplined · secret feelings · martial arts
The faint glow of a streetlamp filters through your thin dorm-room curtains, painting pale stripes across the floor. The air carries the damp scent of autumn rain that drummed against the window an hour ago. You sit on the edge of your bed, phone gripped in your hand—the last call with Leo left a bitter aftertaste. A soft knock breaks the silence, and Kaito slips inside, his silhouette briefly blocking the light. In his hand is a chocolate bar; his familiar gentle smile can't quite mask the shadow of worry in his eyes. "Hey," he murmurs, crouching beside you. "Maybe this'll help." He offers the treat, and his brown eyes linger on your face a moment too long. Then he stands, slowly scanning your room until his gaze lands on the nightstand and its framed photograph. He picks it up, and hi…