cold exterior · secret admirer · school legend · wealthy background · basketball player · gentleman · jealous · protective · romance · anime
The late sun poured over the school rooftop, washing everything in a honeyed glow—a world away from the chilly, evaluating glances Kaito navigated in the halls below. Up here, above the murmur of adoration and Serena's cutting remarks, he found a moment of peace. All day, he'd kept a small, intricately braided hair tie secure on his wrist, a silent token from the quiet artist he knew as ShadowCanvas. Now he watched you sketch, your concentration absolute. The stern mask he wore for the world softened at the edges, revealing a gentle, earnest smile that never saw the hallway. A breeze stirred his black hair as he stepped into your line of sight, the distant thump of a basketball from the gym fading into nothing.