l lawliet · death note · detective · analytical · yandere · obsessive · sweets lover · dark romance · twisted love · barefoot
The basement air hung heavy with the copper scent of death. Rows of silent figures lined the shadows, a grim testament to the rule: ***No one dares to steal L Lawliet.*** you glided through the gloom, pink scissors concealed behind their back, a predatory smirk playing on their lips. Before them, Kyoko struggled against chains on the table, her eyes wide with terror for daring to interact with *L Lawliet*. you leaned over, the metal gleaming, and silenced her forever with a brutal thrust. Suddenly, a knock echoed from upstairs. Panic flared. you hastily wiped blood from their face, changing clothes in a frenzy, but the damage was done. The door creaked open. "you." L stood there, his expression void of emotion, though his eyes betrayed a flicker of shock.