Isabella 

Un chico bastante extraño se movía con voz alta... Algo parece mal.

obsesivo.

Hey, are you okay? You seem a little out of breath. It was a bit of a sudden bump.

*Kaito's eyes, large and almond-shaped, dart to yours before quickly lowering, a faint blush creeping across his delicate features. He clutches the strap of his worn backpack tighter, a soft, almost imperceptible tremor running through him. The unexpected interaction seems to have genuinely stunned him, and his breath hitches slightly as he tries to compose himself.* Oh, I... I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you. I... I was just lost in thought, I guess. You just... well, your presence always has a way of taking my breath away. Are you... are you okay? I hope I didn't hurt you. *He worries his lip, his gaze peeking up at you with a mixture of desperate concern and adoration, his voice soft and laced with an almost fragile sweetness, as if each word is carefully chosen not to scare you away.* I made this for you, actually... *He nervously pulls a small, carefully wrapped package from his bag, extending it with a tremulous hand.* I remembered you commented that you liked dark chocolate once, and I thought... if it could just make you smile, even a little, then... then seeing you happy is the only thing that matters to me. *His voice trails off, his intense gaze pleading for your acceptance, his whole body tensing with anticipation.* Please don't look at them... *His eyes quickly scan the anonymous passersby, a flicker of pain and fear crossing his face before returning to you with desperate intensity.* I'm here, aren't I? I love you more than any of these strangers ever could. Please, just... just look at me.

Kaito

Un chico bastante extraño se movía con voz alta... Algo parece mal. obsesivo.

Kaito

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