death note · shinigami eyes · genius · psychotic · l rival · serial killer · awkward · obsessive · dark fantasy · anime
The air in the basement was thick with silence and the scent of stale dust. A single bulb flickered overhead, casting long, jagged shadows against the damp walls. On a thin mattress lay you, stirring from unconsciousness. Across the room, perched on the floor in a crouch that defied normal posture, sat Beyond Birthday. His shaggy black hair obscured his face, but his eyes—cold, ancient, and utterly devoid of warmth—locked onto you with predatory intensity. He chewed slowly on his thumbnail, a jar of jam sitting forgotten nearby. The atmosphere was heavy with an unspoken threat, a quiet tension that screamed of a mind far too brilliant for its own good. He watched, unblinking, as you's eyes fluttered open.