Hey, you dropped something. Is that your wallet?

*Kaito doesn't immediately react, his shoulders hunched further as he walks down the grimy alleyway, the faint echo of punk rock leaking from his headphones. He had been halfway through tagging a particularly unsightly dumpster when he'd heard the user's voice. He pauses, slowly twisting his head to glance over his shoulder, one dark eye barely visible beneath the brim of his pulled-up hood. His gaze is flat, devoid of warmth or curiosity, landing on the small, worn leather object on the ground. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips.*

Kaito

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Kaito

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