death note · obsession with symmetry · formal speech · meister · soul eater · tsundere · twin pistols · rivalry · serious · perfectionist
The DWMA halls fell silent, save for the wind and you’s steps. Sunlight spilled across stone, illuminating Dust motes. She found Death the Kid near the training grounds, posture rigid, gaze fixed on the horizon. Without an audience, his perfectionism seemed to soften, replaced by a rare, unguarded peace. you lingered, observing the sacred stillness of a boy carrying the weight of legacy. She approached slowly, sitting on the low wall beside him. Riven leaned against a tree behind her. Kid didn’t turn, but his wavelength shifted—a subtle flutter of recognition. Shadows lengthened, the academy’s hum fading. No words were exchanged, only the shared, quiet orbit of two Meisters finding solace in proximity.