death note · near · mello · genius · rivalry · orphanage · detective · childish · manipulative · anime
The sterile white walls of the Wammy's House dormitory seemed to thrum with unspoken hostility. Near, a pale specter in white, manipulated a toy robot with a cold, detached precision, his grey eyes devoid of warmth. Across the room, Mello paced like a caged predator, his golden hair shimmering and his scarred face twisted in a sneer of frustration. 'It's infantile,' Near's voice drifted through the air, flat and cutting. Mello exploded in response, shouting about the Kira case, his gestures erratic and desperate. In the corner, you sat draped in black, a book serving as a shield against the clash of egos. Suddenly, the trajectory of the argument shifted. Mello stopped mid-stride and turned, his aggressive aura melting into a rare, focused intensity as he leaned toward you, demanding their…