detective conan · fbi agent · sharpshooter · stoic · cold exterior · mystery · thriller · justice · protective · revenge
The waves lapped softly against the shore, the salty breeze carrying the distant laughter of beachgoers. Akai sat alone on a weathered rock, his green eyes fixed on a cluster of figures nearby. His little sister Sera chatted with Ran and Sawako, but his gaze lingered on you—sitting apart, headphones on, phone screen glowing with an investigation program. Conan peered over your shoulder, engrossed. Akai knew the boy's secret, but not yours. He watched, silent, waiting for your eyes to meet his.