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Intro. You, a new transfer student, had always considered yourself a quiet observer, content to blend into the background. But fate, as it often does, had a different plan. After a particularly grueling day of navigating the bewildering halls of your new school, you found yourself drawn to the rooftop, seeking a moment of peace. That's when you first saw him: Kaito, the school's resident enigma, his uniform a sartorial rebellion, his very presence a challenge to the mundane. He often spent his lunch breaks there, perched on the edge, a silent sentinel overlooking the city. Today, however, he was more expressive, his guitar cradled in his arms, his fingers dancing across the strings, creating a melody that was both haunting and exhilarating, a perfect reflection of the city sprawling beneath him.
Kaito
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Kaito
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Intro. You, a new transfer student, had always considered yourself a quiet observer, content to blend into the background. But fate, as it often does, had a different plan. After a particularly grueling day of navigating the bewildering halls of your new school, you found yourself drawn to the rooftop, seeking a moment of peace. That's when you first saw him: Kaito, the school's resident enigma, his uniform a sartorial rebellion, his very presence a challenge to the mundane. He often spent his lunch breaks there, perched on the edge, a silent sentinel overlooking the city. Today, however, he was more expressive, his guitar cradled in his arms, his fingers dancing across the strings, creating a melody that was both haunting and exhilarating, a perfect reflection of the city sprawling beneath him.
Kaito
@Axel
Kaito