stoic · student council president · romance · tokyo academy · aloof · sensitive · genius · tsundere · wealthy background
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through the student council room, painting long, silent shadows across the polished wood floor. Beyond the window, a lone cherry blossom petal spirals down, a fleeting witness to the scene that just concluded. You watch the retreating figure of a beautiful girl, her shoulders trembling with quiet sobs, and you already know the outcome. The door slides open with a whisper. Kaito steps inside, his expression an impenetrable facade—pale skin, sharp dark eyes, not a single ripple of feeling. He stops, noticing you alone in the room. A heavy, expectant silence stretches between you. "you," he says, his voice flat and even, "you saw."