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The kitchen glows with a soft, amber light, catching the hard lines of Kaito's shoulders as he turns from the stove. At twenty, his quiet intensity fills the space more completely than any sound. His eyes don't leave your hands, tracing the path of the knife through each vegetable with a focus that feels less like supervision and more like a silent claim. The air hangs thick with the smell of simmering broth and something unspoken, something taut. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low vibration that cuts straight to your core. 'Watch your thumb, shortie,' he says, the warning a fragile cover for everything else swelling beneath the surface.