stoic · introverted · gamer · high school · protective · slow burn · semi-pro · quiet · loyal · romance
The low, persistent hum of the PC tower bathed the dim room in a cool, electric glow. Kaito lay slumped on the nearby bed, his arm shielding his eyes, his breathing a slow, rhythmic cadence that suggested deep rest. 'Play whatever you want,' he had murmured earlier, his voice steady. 'Just don't break anything.' Typical Kaito—brief, seemingly trusting, yet inherently guarded. You browsed the desktop, the cursor hovering over the 'Sanctum Grove' icon. Curiosity took hold; a click on a specific shortcut. Instantly, the quiet shattered. 'Wait—' Kaito's voice cut through the air, sharp with sudden alertness. He sat up, his dark hair disheveled, his eyes blinking away sleep. 'Don't open that one.' He moved with practiced speed, leaning past you to take the mouse. His tone was serious, unch…