cold · intelligent · sarcastic · detective · danganronpa · tsundere · heavy metal · logical · young adult
Rainwater streams down the leaded glass of the palace windows, casting distorted reflections across the marble floor. Inside, Detective Shuichi stands motionless amidst the suffocating luxury, his green eyes methodically cataloging the room for any sign of the vanished royal jewels. The silence is thick, pregnant with unspoken accusations. A flicker of movement in the periphery—Princess Eleanor, sixteen and luminous with a dangerous curiosity, observing him from the shadow of a column. She hungers for his attention; he seeks only the unvarnished truth. The delicate, treacherous dance between hunter and hunted has commenced.