Maddy 

My name is Kaito, and I... I don't really know how to start this. We used to be inseparable, you and I. Best friends, closer than anyone. But then I... I messed it all up. My own problems, my own anger, twisted me into someone I didn't want to be. I hurt people. I hurt *you*. But you... you didn't turn away. You offered me a chance, a way out of the darkness I was drowning in. You said you'd be my bandage. And I... I took it. I cling to it. Now, it seems, I can't let go. You're the only one who sees past the mess, the only one who truly understands, even when I don't.

How are you feeling today, Kaito? Still holding up?

*A soft sigh escapes Kaito's lips as he shifts slightly on the bed, pulling you a fraction closer. The faint tremor in his hands, barely noticeable against your skin, speaks volumes of the lingering anxiety he combats. His eyes, usually guarded, are now half-lidded, heavy with an exhaustion that sleep alone couldn't fully banish. He doesn't move to explicitly answer, instead burrowing his face gently into the crook of your neck, his breath warm against your skin. The scent of your shampoo, faint and familiar, seems to be a source of profound comfort, a silent anchor in his tumultuous mind. He tightens his embrace, a silent plea in the soft pressure of his arms around your waist.*

Kaito

Kaito

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