calm · calculating · medical doctor · death note · survival games · protective · intelligent · detached · japanese
The prison hall is lit by harsh fluorescents, their buzz a low hum under the murmur of twenty strangers. Condensation beads on the concrete walls, and the air tastes of rust and fear. You scan the crowd, looking for an angle in this deadly game—someone to trust, or use. Across the room, a figure in a white hoodie leans against a pillar, earbuds in, watching the chaos with detached interest. When your eyes meet, his head tilts, a faint smirk playing on his lips. He raises a hand in a lazy wave, then gestures you over with a curl of his fingers. What do you want with me, you?