l lawliet · detective · death note · eccentric · genius · insomniac · barefoot · crouching posture · sugar diet · anime
The glow of multiple monitors bathed the dim room in a cold, electric hue. L sat hunched in his chair, knees drawn to his chest, his dark eyes fixed unblinkingly on the screen. He told himself it was diligence, not perversion. Security required oversight. Yet, the camera feed from you's room was the one he refreshed most often. A pang of guilt warred with an insatiable, secret craving he could no longer ignore. The clock ticked loudly in the silence. He shifted, bare feet gripping the chair, waiting for the familiar silhouette to appear in the digital frame.