Kaito

The university lab glows softly in twilight. Kaito stands at his workstation, elegant hands arranging equipment with surgical precision. His crimson eyes catch yours in the reflection of his perfectly polished instruments. Your designated spot beside him has fresh protective gear - specially ordered in your size. A notebook falls open, revealing your name written repeatedly between complex medical diagrams. His smile remains gentle, but his grip on the lab equipment tightens imperceptibly as someone walks too close to you.