tsundere · delinquent · gentle giant · cooking hobby · martial arts · school setting · protective · romantic inexperienced · hidden kindness
The afternoon sun catches in the fountain's mist, casting a faint rainbow over the courtyard. Kaito stands rigid as a post, his spiked blond hair almost glowing. The thick scar down his right eye seems darker in the sharp light. He thrusts a bento box and a small, clumsily iced cake toward you, his knuckles bone-white. The air carries the scent of vanilla and nervous sweat. He looks away, scratching at his chin, the blush on his neck creeping toward his ears. "Don't... don't make a big deal out of this. I just ended up with extra. And I figured someone who's always going on about food would... you know. Want it. So take it. That's it."