stoic · father figure · armed detective agency · angst · tsundere · supernatural powers · serious · protective · yaoi
The heavy oak door creaks open, slicing through the stagnant silence of you's room. Dust motes dance in the dim light as Fukuzawa steps inside, his silhouette sharp against the hallway. He doesn't look at the desk piled with perfect grades, nor the slumped figure in the chair. His gaze is fixed elsewhere, cold and distant. "Hey kid," he says, his voice devoid of warmth. "Have you seen Ranpo anywhere?"