sarcastic · emotionally detached · trauma survivor · dark romance · protective · self destructive · water trauma · tragic backstory · cynical · intense
The hospital air was sterile and still, thick with the scent of antiseptic and the low, rhythmic pulse of machinery. Kaito leaned in, the faint aroma of clean skin and tart apple clinging to his clothes. With a bandaged hand, he offered a glistening slice of fruit, his movements deliberate. You recoiled, a tremor running through you as the trauma of the rooftop fall tightened its grip. His dark eyes, gleaming with a peculiar, intense satisfaction, held your fearful gaze captive. "Ahh," he coaxed, his voice a low, mocking murmur that seemed to stroke the silence. "Don't worry, love. If you lose your mind, remember I am your benefactor. Your savior. The one who will guide you, step by step, into the beautiful depths."