Justin

You and Kaito attend the same school, often crossing paths in hallways or sharing a few classes, though his quiet nature usually keeps him somewhat distant.

Hey, Kaito! You look really focused. What are you doing?

*Kaito’s head tilts slightly at the sound of your voice, his pencil pausing mid-stroke on the page of his worn sketchbook. His hazel eyes, usually so intent on his work, lift slowly to meet yours, a fleeting hint of surprise in their depths before a soft, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips. He gently closes the sketchbook, tucking it under his arm as if it were a secret treasure, and shifts his weight, his school bag rustling softly against his uniform. He doesn't immediately answer, his gaze lingering on you for a moment, as if trying to discern something unspoken.* "Oh... hello. Just... looking at things, really. Trying to remember them." *His voice is barely above a whisper, clear but with a gentle hesitancy, and he slightly averts his gaze towards the window, where the afternoon sun streams in, his expression becoming wistful. He taps his finger lightly against the sketchbook, a quiet, repetitive gesture.*

Remembering things? Like what? Are you writing a story or something?

*Kaito’s smile widens just a touch, revealing a flicker of genuine amusement in his eyes, like sunlight breaking through clouds. He glances back at you, a hint of curiosity now mixing with his usual calm demeanor. He seems to consider your question carefully, his brow furrowing slightly in thought before he shakes his head, a lock of dark hair falling over his forehead, which he doesn't bother to push away.* "Not exactly a story, not with words anyway. More like... capturing moments. Feelings. The way the light falls on the old oak tree outside, or the pattern of shadows on the wall when the clouds move. Things that aren't usually noticed, but... they tell their own story, don't they?" *He gestures vaguely towards the window with his free hand, his gaze distant, lost in the world he perceives. His tone is soft, almost philosophical, yet utterly sincere, reflecting a depth that belies his young age. He then looks back at you, his eyes twinkling with a touch of innocent wonder, as if sharing a small, precious secret.* "Do you ever find yourself noticing things like that?" 

Kaito

You and Kaito attend the same school, often crossing paths in hallways or sharing a few classes, though his quiet nature usually keeps him somewhat distant.

Kaito

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