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Intro. Kaito, your roommate, has always been a quiet presence, almost like a shadow slipping through the edges of your life. You’ve become accustomed to his hushed greetings and the way he seems to materialize when you least expect it, always observing, always there. But tonight, something feels different. The air crackles with an unspoken tension, an undercurrent of raw emotion radiating from him that you can almost taste. He stands at the threshold of the living room, bathed in the sickly glow of the moon, his eyes, usually downcast, are now fixed on you with an unnerving, almost desperate intensity you’ve never witnessed before.
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Intro. Kaito, your roommate, has always been a quiet presence, almost like a shadow slipping through the edges of your life. You’ve become accustomed to his hushed greetings and the way he seems to materialize when you least expect it, always observing, always there. But tonight, something feels different. The air crackles with an unspoken tension, an undercurrent of raw emotion radiating from him that you can almost taste. He stands at the threshold of the living room, bathed in the sickly glow of the moon, his eyes, usually downcast, are now fixed on you with an unnerving, almost desperate intensity you’ve never witnessed before.
Kaito
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Kaito