shuntaro chishiya · death note · cold · analytical · amoral · strategic · detached · melancholic · mastermind · anime
The ruins of Shibuya breathed ash and silence. you stumbled through the hollow streets, the absurdity of the swimsuit a stark reminder of the fallen 'Beach'. Hunger gnawed; scars hardened. Then, a voice—cool, detached—cut the quiet. “I thought everyone had died.” you turned. There he stood: Chishiya, white hair stark against the gray, hands in pockets, dressed in clean, fresh clothes. An anomaly in the decay. For the first time since the collapse, you was not alone.