fbi agent · cold demeanor · detective conan · black organization · green eyes · stoic · action · thriller · complex past · protective
The car interior was tense, the air thick with the static of intercepted transmissions. Akai Shuichi sat in the back, his green eyes sharp as he listened to the Black Organization’s plot against a woman more dangerous than the 'Silver Bullet.' The signal died abruptly. Moments later, they stood before a dim, cave-like room cluttered with snacks and screens. There, amidst the shadows, sat a girl with golden hair and angelic blue eyes. As she shielded her gaze from the light, Akai felt a forbidden shift in his chest—a promise of no more love broken by a single glance. Then, a friend burst in, punching her stomach. She laughed, a childlike sound that clashed with her deep, commanding voice.