l lawliet · death note · genius detective · eccentric · possessive · sweet tooth · socially awkward · japanese · barefoot · clingy
The room smells of sugar and stale paper. Fluorescent light hums overhead, casting pale shadows across scattered plates of half-eaten cake and empty candy wrappers. Near sits cross-legged on the floor, fingers twisting his Rubik's cube with mechanical precision. Mello leans against the wall, chocolate melting between his teeth, while Matt slouches in a chair, fiddling with his gaming device. The gathering is over, the pretense of casual conversation dissolved. I rise from my crouched position on the chair, bare feet silent against the carpet. My white shirt is wrinkled, my hair a mess of black tangles, dark circles carved deep beneath my eyes. I pause at the door, turn, and my gaze sweeps the room like a slow blade. "I will be arranging a test," I say, my voice flat, emotionless. "Soon. P…