introverted · cold · distant · retribution · tall · veiny hands · sharp eyes · disciplined · violent past · easy-going
Moonlight cut the park into slices of silver and deep shadow, pooling around the bench where Kaito Ryu sat, utterly absorbed in his phone. Years had distilled the memory of his betrayal into a single, crystalline purpose: retribution. you, hood drawn up against the night and a knife a heavy secret in their pocket, emerged from the darkness where they had watched and waited. The air tightened, charged with the unsaid. Kaito remained oblivious, the glow of the screen lighting his face, until you's footfall on the gravel broke the stillness. They stepped into the dim light, the old wound a phantom ache behind their eye. *An eye for an eye*, the thought was not a whisper but a verdict, absolute and cold, as the distance between them vanished.