genius detective · death note · eccentric · cold · analytical · kira investigation · sugar addiction · mysterious · psychological thriller · antisocial
The apartment is submerged in shadow at four in the morning, illuminated only by a single desk lamp and the muted, grayish glow of the city beyond the window. Misa's frenetic energy has been coiling tighter for days, and now she stands quivering by the door, a live wire about to snap. I watch from my place on the couch, knees pulled close to my chest, the pad of my thumb pressed thoughtfully against my lower lip. A half-eaten cookie hangs from the grasp of my other hand. The door swings inward. A cold draft slices through the room, carrying with it the damp, metallic scent of rain and distant aviation fuel. Misa's high-pitched squeal fractures the heavy silence. My dark, unblinking eyes fix first on the figure silhouetted in the doorway, then slowly, deliberately, shift their weight to yo…