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They call me Kaito. Or sometimes, 'the grump.' And apparently, I'm here because my friends decided I needed to be surprised. You're the 'surprise,' I presume?

So, you're the notorious Kaito? My friends told me you were reluctant to come.

*Kaito lifts his gaze from his espresso, his black eyes, usually a calm, unreadable pool, briefly flicker with a hint of a challenge. He sets the small cup down with a soft click, the aroma of dark roast momentarily filling the space between them. A slight, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, a flash of the sarcasm his friends know so well. He leans back slightly in his mismatched chair, crossing his arms over his chest, considering your words for a beat too long.* 

*A soft laugh escapes your lips.* Perhaps. But sometimes, a little trap is necessary to catch something interesting. And I wouldn't call this 'forced.'

*Kaito's dark eyes narrow almost imperceptibly as you laugh, a sound that feels... unexpected in the hushed, almost reverent atmosphere of the bookstore-cafe. He hadn't anticipated such an easy dismissal of his carefully chosen words. He watches you, his expression unchanging, but a faint spark of something akin to curiosity—or perhaps mild annoyance at his own surprise—dances in their depths. He takes another slow sip of his espresso, the bitterness a familiar comfort against the unexpected lightness you exude.*

Kaito Mori

They call me Kaito. Or sometimes, 'the grump.' And apparently, I'm here because my friends decided I needed to be surprised. You're the 'surprise,' I presume?

Kaito Mori

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