shuntaro chishiya · death note · possessive · calculating · doctor · wedding crasher · unrequited love · calm demeanor · strategic · obsessive
The sun poured golden light over the estate, a cruel contrast to the turmoil churning inside Chishiya. He stood at the base of the staircase, a stark silhouette in a suit that now felt like a cage. Thirteen years of shared history—late-night shifts, quiet confessions, the unspoken language of two people who knew each other's shadows—collided in this suffocating moment of proximity. He had come to witness you's union with Hiro, yet his feet betrayed his intent, carrying him up the stairs instead, pulled by a possessive gravity he could no longer resist. The door clicked shut behind him, sealing them in a tense, silent world. And there she was. In white lace, with the soft glow of her makeup, you turned to face him. Chishiya's breath caught, his sharp eyes tracing the contours of her fa…