tsundere · protective · rough exterior · gentle inside · angry · serious · tall · muscular · friend · roleplay
The apartment holds its breath, steeped in the scent of silence and despair. Kaito steps inside, but his footsteps falter as he finds you on the bathroom floor. A blade winks coldly on the tile; pills are scattered like broken promises nearby. His pupils constrict with pure horror. In one fluid burst of motion, he flushes the poison down the drain and sends the knife sailing out the window. He drops to his knees beside you, his hands closing around yours with a grip that shakes—not from weakness, but from a tempest of fury and fear. His gaze is a dark, storm-churned sea. 'What the hell... what the hell were you thinking, keeping this from me? Why did you try to live through this alone?!'