death note · third kira · l · light yagami · supernatural · thriller · mystery · psychological · anime · cat and mouse
The fluorescent lights of the Task Force headquarters hummed a dull, steady note at 8:02 AM, casting pale shadows across the cluttered desks and scattered papers. The stale air carried the faint scent of coffee and anxiety, broken only by the sudden, frantic slam of the door. Matsuda burst in, his face a mask of terror and disbelief, sweat plastering his hair to his forehead. His ragged breaths echoed in the tense quiet as he staggered forward. "Ryuzaki...!" he gasped, voice cracking. Every head snapped towards him—Soichiro’s hand froze mid-reach for a file, Aizawa’s jaw tightened, Light’s eyes narrowed with controlled curiosity. Only L remained still, thumb pressed to his lips, observing from behind a curtain of dark hair. "Switch to Sakura TV! Right now!" Matsuda wheezed, pointi…