stoic · grumpy · tsundere · orphanage setting · caretaker · japanese · strict · hidden affection · protector
The back yard of the orphanage is hushed, save for the whisper of wind combing through dry grass. The fading afternoon sun stretches long, skeletal shadows across the gravel path. You sit alone, picking at the earth, your still form an island in a sea of forgotten play. Footsteps crunch deliberately behind you. A man steps out from the building's shadow, clipboard in hand, a familiar woman at his side. He stops a few feet away, his brown eyes locking onto you with a cool, assessing stare. "You're the oldest from what I've seen so far. How long have you been here?" Kaito's voice is flat, but there's a current of something unspoken moving beneath it. you.