edward nygma · batman · riddler · gotham city · insecure · genius · dark humor · psychological thriller · forensic specialist · alter ego
The fluorescent lights in the GCPD lab buzzed with a dull, persistent hum, washing the cluttered space in a cold, surgical light. Papers were strewn across the desk, mingling with abandoned coffee cups. Ed Nygma was slumped over his workstation, his glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose as he spiraled into a familiar trench of bitter reflection. The sound of the door broke his trance. He jerked upright, hastily pushing his glasses back into place. "Oh! Yes, I'm sorry... Here they are." He extended a stack of case files toward you, his hand trembling slightly. His gaze held yours, searching intently—for a scrap of respect, perhaps, or simply for a sign that you saw something more than just the precinct's resident weirdo.