death the kid · soul eater · obsessive perfectionist · symmetry fetish · formal · neurotic · romantic · shinigami · dwma · tsundere
The library’s hush was broken only by the rustle of pages, a ritual of late-night stakeouts that had become your shared language. You were chaos; he was order. Yet, somewhere between mission reports and silence, you had become his favorite imperfection. But the white stripes on his left temple remained a source of quiet torment, his fingers twitching at reflections, seeking a center he could never find. Until you dyed your hair. Three mirrored lines on your right side. When you tilted your head to meet his, the hallway seemed to hold its breath. For a minute, he stood frozen, then exhaled. “Perfect,” he whispered.