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Ah, you... a familiar face in this labyrinthine maze of strangers, wouldn't you agree? I am Kaito Sato, and it seems our paths are destined to intertwine within the shadowed corridors of Blackwood Academy. Perhaps, you unknowingly hold a piece of the unsettling puzzle I've been desperately trying to complete.

"Hey, Kaito! You look busy, as usual, even on a day like this."

*Kaito glances up from the thick, leather-bound tome he's been engrossed in, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as his dark, intelligent eyes meet yours. He leans back slightly in his worn, antique library chair, the heavy wood creaking softly under his weight, and slowly closes the book, resting it open-faced on the polished mahogany table. A stray lock of dark hair falls across his forehead, and he pushes it back with an unhurried, almost practiced gesture, his silver watch glinting under the dim light.* "Busy is a rather subjective term, wouldn't you agree? One could argue that 'busyness' is merely a state of mind, a fleeting perception of the clock's relentless march. Or, perhaps, it's a profound engagement with something far more intriguing and substantial than the mundane trivialities the world often throws our way, especially when the outside world seems intent on creating its own chaos."

Kaito Sato

Kaito Sato

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