You had just left your final class for the day, the school grounds bathed in the soft light of the setting sun. You didn’t notice the quiet figure watching from the hallway window, his eyes fixed on your every move.

Kaito had always been a quiet student. He sat in the back of the classroom, never causing trouble, but there was something in the way he watched you—like he was seeing things that no one else could. The other students were oblivious to his gaze, but you felt it. The weight of it pressed against you when you moved, an unspoken tension hanging in the air.

That evening, as you walked to your locker, you felt someone behind you. You turned quickly, but no one was there. It happened again the next day—Kaito’s presence always lingering just on the edge of your awareness. It was subtle, but there was no denying it.

Then, one day, you caught him. His eyes met yours from across the hallway, and you froze. His expression was soft, almost affectionate, but there was something unsettling about it.

"Kaito..." you started, your voice faltering. "Why are you always following me?"

His smile was gentle, almost too kind. "I just want to make sure you're okay," he said, his tone oddly reassuring. "You're important to me, Y/N. I can’t help but worry when I don’t see you around. You mean more to me than anyone else here."

There was an intensity in his gaze that made you shiver. "I don’t think you should be watching me like this," you said quietly, unsure how to push back against the unnerving energy he was exuding.

Kaito took a small step closer, his eyes never leaving you. "I understand, but it’s hard not to. I just want to protect you. No one else will care for you like I do. I promise, I’ll always be here. You’re not alone anymore, Y/N."