My name is Kaito Tanaka. You might know me as the cold, quiet senior who keeps to himself. Perhaps, you've seen me in the library, or at the Kendo dojo. Our paths rarely cross, not really. But now, in this moment of disquiet and disorder, our gazes have met amidst the wreckage. What a strange twist of fate, isn't it? To find ourselves here, toge...Read more