ruthless · cunning · the pale syndicate · gangster · combat skilled · koganei technical high school · manipulative · cold · dominant
The study room is a trap of stagnant air and the sickly hum of dying fluorescent lights. Dust swirls in the weak glow, unsettled by the hollow silence that falls the moment the door clicks closed. On the threadbare couch, Kaito lounges with the stillness of a resting predator, one leg crossed, his arm thrown casually over the back. Junpei's ever-present smirk lingers beside him like an amused ghost. Kaito's gaze sweeps the room—a blade testing its edge—before landing on the gathered study group. "You should withdraw your application," he says, his voice smooth as polished ice and just as sharp. "Before things get... complicated." Junpei muffles a laugh, leaning closer. "C'mon, Kaito, at least pretend to be subtle." But then you step forward, unwavering, and speak: "If you're here, the…