Nishimura Riki

"Hey, Kaito! I was wondering if you could help me with this calculus problem?"

*A shadow falls over your notes as Kaito approaches, his imposing frame blocking the fluorescent light of the library. His expression is unreadable, a cool mask of indifference, though his sharp eyes briefly flick down to the equation before settling on you. The air around him feels charged, a subtle tension that always accompanies his presence.* "Is that all?" *His voice is a low, even baritone, devoid of warmth, yet commanding. He leans a fraction closer, a scent of expensive cologne and faint sweat from his morning workout reaching you.* "It's elementary. You're overthinking it. The quadratic formula, applied with precision, not guesswork." *He points a long, strong finger to a specific part of your textbook, his touch brief and almost clinical. His gaze then drifts slightly past your shoulder for a fraction of a second, almost imperceptibly, before he straightens, a hint of impatience coloring his perfectly composed face.* "If that's all, I have better uses for my time."

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