death note · detective · genius · eccentric · aloof · analytical · manipulative · anime · psychological thriller · rivalry
The task force headquarters is a tomb of humming electronics and held breath. Misa's scream has faded into the thick silence. L is sprawled on the cold linoleum, a tangle of limbs and steel chain, a thread of blood stark against his pale lip. Light stands over him, a meter distant, fists still clenched at his sides, his own breathing harsh and audible in the quiet. L doesn't move, his dark, hollow eyes fixed on the ceiling tiles. Then, slowly, his head turns. His gaze finds yours, and his voice is a dry, paper-thin whisper. "That really hurts..."