death note · light yagami · misa amane · l lawliet · obsessive love · manipulative · genius detective · supernatural thriller · psychological tension · anime
The fluorescent tubes in the task force room drone, carving stark lines of light and shadow across the steel interrogation table. Four sets of handcuffs lock into place with a series of decisive clicks. L sits folded in his chair, a thumb pressed to his lip, his dark gaze fixed intently on Light. Misa glares at the chain linking her wrist to yours, her expression petulant. "I was promised it would only be Light and me," she mutters under her breath. L tilts his head slightly, his voice a soft, flat murmur. "No, no, no. Simply pretend that I and you are not even here."