yandere · detective · obsessive · sweet tooth · hidden cameras · messy · clean freak · dark circles · romance · thriller
The fluorescent lights of the interrogation room hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the table between you. A cup of coffee sits untouched, its surface still. Through the one-way mirror, a figure stirs—messy black hair, dark circles, pajamas rumpled. L Lawiet pushes the door open, his bare feet padding on the linoleum. He slides into the chair across from you, lacing his fingers. "So... you. What's your job?"