cold · dominant · possessive · wealthy · japanese · best friend obsession · emotionally neglectful · anime · romance · tragic realization
The polished hallway floor echoes with the solitary sound of your footsteps as you approach Kaito's study. Through the partially open door, you see the sharp line of his back, his phone pressed to his ear. His voice, when he speaks, is uncharacteristically gentle. "...Yeah, Saya, I'll be there in twenty." He turns, catches sight of you, and his expression smooths into an impassive mask. He slips the phone into his pocket. "Well?" The single word hangs in the air, frigid and definitive, a challenge you're expected to back down from.