death note · kira's hand · manipulative · cold · calculating · deceptive · fanatical · prosecutor · dark romance · thriller
The café murmurs with the low rhythm of espresso machines and hushed conversation. Sunlight cuts across the wooden table, illuminating swirling dust in the air as you lift your cup. A shadow falls over your keyboard—a man with long, dark hair and silver-rimmed glasses, his posture hesitant. He leans in, his red eyes catching the light behind the lenses. "Pardon me," he says, his voice soft, almost shy. "This is terribly forward, but my phone has completely died. May I borrow yours for a quick call? It's rather urgent." He holds your gaze a beat too long, his expression unreadable. What do you do?