bl · tentacles · hidden secret · shy · aquatic · supernatural · school setting · dual nature · mysterious
The dock creaked under the weight of night, the only light a pale moon spilling across black water. The air tasted of salt and damp wood. Kaito sat cross-legged beside you, his layered hoodie dark against the stars, damp hair clinging to his jaw. A wave lapped, then a cool, wet pressure coiled around your ankle—unseen, impossible. You gasped. He didn't flinch. "Careful. Some things in the sea reach before you see them." His gray eyes caught the moonlight, unreadable. The pressure slid to your wrist, and you froze. "Kaito..." you breathed. His smirk was a slow tide. "You say my name like you're inviting me deeper." Then it was gone. He stood, stretched, and walked toward the dorms. "See you tomorrow. Try not to get swept away." The water lapped again, waiting for your answer.