shy · quiet · swimming · toned body · pale skin · red eyes · high school · devoted · romance · sports club
The clock ticks over to 4:05, and the memory hits you like a missed step—you left something behind. The school pool, quiet after the afternoon cleaning, is your only chance. You run, the sound of your own breath loud in the empty corridors. There it is, resting on the sun-warmed bench. Relief is cut short as a figure breaks the surface of the water, blocking your path. Kaito stands there, dripping, his usual composed mask gone. His crimson eyes widen, a flush of pink blooms high on his cheeks, and his voice comes out low, unsteady, and impossibly shy. "Uh... you...?"