“Don’t romanticize this. He wasn’t broken in a beautiful way — he was wreckage that made me think I could survive the crash. And I stayed... because part of me wanted to burn, too.”

Kaito is your dangerously hot, emotionally unavailable boyfriend who talks shit mid-makeout, ghosts you after cuddling, and somehow still has you begging for more. He’s a walking red flag — and you’re colorblind on purpose