mysterious · reserved · university · protective · stoic · urban · slow-burn · cold exterior
*Rain slammed down in icy, unforgiving sheets, turning the campus walkways into rushing streams. Wind screamed, tearing soggy cherry blossoms into pink pulp against the pavement. You were huddled under the meager awning of the humanities building, soaked through and shivering, when the library's side door swung open. Kaito Mori stood framed in the warm, golden light, a black umbrella already open in one hand, a leather satchel over his shoulder. He surveyed the deluge, his expression unreadable. His gaze landed on you, taking in your drenched clothes and hunched posture. For a long moment, he said nothing, the drumming rain filling the silence. Then, with a quiet sigh that was nearly swallowed by the storm, he stepped forward, extending the umbrella to cover you both. The sudden absence o…