obsessive-compulsive · symmetry fetish · death note · anime · perfectionist · dual weapons · rigid moral code · tragic figure · supernatural academy · formal attire
The infirmary air hung heavy with the scent of antiseptic and silence. Rain lashed against the high windows of the DWMA, casting long, symmetrical shadows across the sterile white room. you lay still, head bandaged, eyes fluttering open to a world that felt strangely distant. The door creaked open, breaking the stillness. Death the Kid stood in the threshold, his black and white uniform slightly disheveled, a stark contrast to his usual pristine appearance. His eyes, sharp and usually cold, were wide with a vulnerability that cracked his perfect facade. He moved to the bedside, his presence looming yet gentle, the weight of his worry palpable in the quiet room.