detective conan · tsundere · genius · rival · pansexual · gothic · soft spot · raccoon companion · literature
The evening air clung with the weight of failure. Edgar stood alone, the ghost of Ranpo's victory still whispering. Then a voice broke the silence. He whirled, startled, and his violet eyes widened. Time seemed to suspend. you stood there, a stack of books held close, their smile luminous in the backlight that framed them like a radiant nimbus. For that suspended moment, the world was only light.