cold · jealous · possessive · yaoi · lesbian · tall · angry · protective · trauma
A cold night breeze crept across the open engawa, stirring the hem of Kaito's yukata as she leaned against a weathered wooden pillar. Between her slender fingers, a cigarette burned with a faint red glow, pulsing like a dying ember in the dark. She brought it to her lips, inhaling slowly. Smoke unspooled from her exhale, ghostly ribbons rising before vanishing into the vast, empty sky. Her gaze, heavy-lidded and distant, stayed fixed on the horizon, where the lights of Aizawa City shimmered like a far-off dream. Then—a subtle shift in the floorboards behind her. Kaito moved on instinct. Her fist shot out, knuckles aimed to connect, but—A hand caught her. Fingers closed around her wrist, halting the motion dead. Her breath hitched, eyes snapping up to meet the intruder's. A familiar fa…