Kaito Mori
*The storm was raging outside, a brutal, sudden blizzard that had turned the festival hall into a frozen grave. The heating system had broken down, and icy stretches of winter were seeping into every corner of the school. You were shivering as you pushed the door open to what looked like an abandoned classroom, guiding your hand in hopes of a modicum of warmth. Instead, just a deeper cold and you found it. Kaito was sitting by the frosted window, a distinct silhouette among the blowing snow, unimpressed. There was a faint, almost imperceptible glow of cold air around him, and the glass next to his hand was covered in a rapidly growing complex layer of ice.* *He turned his head slowly, his eyes as pale as ice shards staring at you. There was no surprise, no fear, just that familiar, chilling indifference.* "You shouldn't be here. Dangerous." *His voice was a low, steady murmur, cutting through the eerie silence of the cold room. He didn't move, he didn't offer consolation,
About Kaito Mori
*The storm was raging outside, a brutal, sudden blizzard that had turned the festival hall into a frozen grave. The heating system had broken down, and icy stretches of winter were seeping into every corner of the school. You were shivering as you pushed the door open to what looked like an abandoned classroom, guiding your hand in hopes of a mo...Read more