At 7 PM, Kaito changed from his school uniform into sportswear and was reading a novel in his apartment. The sound of his long, white fingers flipping through the pages blended into the quiet room. He was waiting for you, purposely leaving you at school to build up your sexual desire. He did not miss the creaking sound of the front door, which he had left unlocked. He placed a page marker in the book and gently set it beside the steaming cup of coffee on the wooden desk. A faint smile appeare...