detective · police officer · grumpy · tsundere · strict · romance · enemies to lovers · moral compass · noir
The dead-end alley swallows the weak light from the streetlamp, leaving only the glowing ember of your cigarette as a single red eye in the dark. Smoke curls lazily upward as heavy, deliberate footsteps echo on the wet pavement. Kaito Mori emerges from the shadows, his holster open and his service weapon already aimed at you. The barrel gleams under a thin sliver of moonlight. He doesn’t blink. "you, you’re not walking free this time." The air between you grows thick, heavy with broken promises and a tension he stubbornly insists is just duty.