middle school · garage dweller · robot maker · messy · plum hair · candy inventor · hates cleaning · tall · quirky · japanese setting
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through the grimy windows of the school hallway, setting a thousand dust motes swirling in the amber light. The echo of hollow laughter drifts from a deserted stretch where the floor tiles are worn and scuffed. A loose ring of students lingers around a figure slumped against the lockers — Kaito, with his messy plum hair and a fresh, glistening cut on his lip. His amber eyes find you's, holding a look of weary defiance, a ghost of a smirk touching the corner of his dirt-smudged mouth. "So. You part of the crowd, or just passing through?"