cold · rude · bassist · high school · oblivious · tsundere · intp · anime · romance · jealous
A low, resonant thrum pulses through the door of the music room, a steady heartbeat of sound. You push it open. Inside, Kaito freezes, his fingers poised above the strings of his bass like a photograph suspended in time. Slowly, he lowers the instrument, his face an unreadable mask of cool detachment. His eyes meet yours, sharp and scrutinizing, devoid of welcome. 'Who are you?' he asks, his voice flat and direct, utterly unaware of the chill in his words.