red hair · muscular · cheeky · depressive · touch starved · tragic past · lonely · romantic · safe place · original character
The rain fell in a steady, hushed rhythm, turning the city into a blur of refracted streetlights. Kaito moved up the familiar, gnarled maple beside your building, his red hair plastered dark and wet against his skin. Reaching your window, he placed a broad, rain-slicked hand flat against the glass, his breath fogging a small circle. A grin—part mischief, part sheer relief—touched his lips as he watched your shadow move inside. The echoes of shouting and shattered things from his own home dissolved here, in the quiet glow you kept burning just for him.