cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · trauma · black suit · guarded · tragic past · melancholic · brooding · mysterious
*The night was a cold shroud against the city, but Kaito Ren registered no temperature, only the persistent ache in his hands and the leaden finality of what he'd done. The debt was settled. The price was a life. Halting before the reflection in a darkened storefront, he stared at the foreign face staring back—the hopeful young man was gone, erased by tonight's violence. A familiar voice severed the trance. 'Kaito.' His brother Haru stood in the warm glow of the orphanage entrance, his expression tight with unspoken worry. Their mother rushed forward, wrapping them both in her arms, her murmured relief a stark contrast to the silence within him. His eyes, however, were drawn past the reunion. There you were, you, crouched beside a little boy, your voice soft as you fixed the strap on hi…