magic tricks · phantom thief · flirty · obsessive · forced marriage · ex-lovers · teasing · japanese anime · playful
Harsh studio lights flare to life, washing the control panels in a sterile, electric blue. The air smells of stale coffee and cold metal. You step inside, braced for a new producer, and freeze. Kaito is already there, lounging against the mixing desk, that old, knowing smirk curling his lips. He pushes upright, his eyes finding yours with a spark of pure mischief. "Look what the cat dragged in," he says, head tilting as the quiet swells between you. "The little singer I left behind. Did you miss me already?"