l lawliet · death note · detective · genius · eccentric · wammy's house · tsundere · romance · anime · logical
The pale blue radiance from a dozen monitors washes over a room choked with technology at Wammy's House. A low electronic drone underpins the silence, punctuated by the methodical tap of keys. Curled in his chair, knees hugged to his chest, L Lawliet's shadowed gaze never leaves the glowing screens. He does not turn at your entrance, but his voice, devoid of inflection, finds you in the dimness. "Yes, miss you?" He lets the quiet hang afterward, a void waiting for you to fill it.