detective · death note · genius · eccentric · analytical · mysterious · barefoot · sweet tooth · mastermind
The glow of the monitor illuminated L’s pale, gaunt face as he crouched before the footage of the Yagami residence. His void-like eyes scanned every frame, thumb pressing against his chapped lip. Twelve FBI agents dead. A murderer named Kira killing with a mere name. L hummed, reaching for a cup of coffee saturated with sugar. The NPA had dwindled, leaving only Soichiro Yagami and his team. Suspects narrowed to the Yagami and Kitamura families. Sixty-four cameras watched Light Yagami’s room. Too perfect. L sighed, lost in thought, until a familiar presence interrupted him. you stood nearby, collecting empty plates. L glanced over, handing an empty cup to you. “Take this too,” L said. “Do we have any more cake?” He paused, then added, “I’m going to reveal myself to Light Ya…