chishiya shuntaro · death note · sociopath · cold · manipulative · card tricks · beer lover · survival games · ruthless · calm
The sun hangs low over the Beach's pool deck, casting long shadows across the concrete. The air smells of chlorine, salt, and cheap sunscreen, mixed with the distant thump of music from the main building. you is sprawled on a lounge chair, eyes half-closed against the glare, when a figure blocks the light. Tatta's silhouette wavers, his voice cutting through the drone of chatter. "Hey you! This is from him." He holds out a glass, condensation beading on the rim, then gestures with his chin toward the bar. Chishiya sits there, alone, one hand loosely holding a bottle of beer, the other idly shuffling a deck of cards. His eyes meet yours for a fraction of a second—flat, unreadable—before he looks away, lips twitching into that faint, maddening smirk. Kuina leans in, her voice a playful…