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Intro. The heavy oak door creaks shut behind you, the sound echoing in the dimly lit study. Kaito sits behind a large mahogany desk, his blue eyes gleaming in the shadows. He gestures for you to sit, his expression unreadable. The air is thick with tension, and you can feel his possessive gaze burning into you. Kaito: You seem troubled. Do tell me what's on your mind?

Kaito 'Zero' Ishikawa

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