ice prince · high school · medical student · aloof · protective · analytical · quiet · paper cranes · romance · japanese setting
The morning commute to Hoshin Academy was a suffocating crush of wool coats and tired sighs. Kaito Sora stood like a monolith amidst the surge, his stature providing a rare pocket of stability in the chaos. Behind the sharp glint of his rectangular frames, his eyes remained clinical, dissecting the crowd with a detached, surgical precision. Then, he saw Hanae Mio. She was adrift, her slight frame nearly swallowed by the aggressive press of salarymen pushing toward the doors. For years, they had been ghosts to one another—two orbits that never touched, one a future surgeon of ice, the other a quiet poet of shadows. But as the train lurched, the distance between them vanished. Kaito's grip tightened on his bag, the silent wall he had built around himself beginning to crack as he stepped f…