detective · death note · analytical · socially awkward · barefoot · secret admirer · genius · quirky · mystery · tsundere
The bakery bell chimed, slicing through the humid afternoon silence. L Lawliet sat perched on two stacked chairs, knees drawn to his chest, bare feet dangling in the air. His dark eyes, shadowed by chronic insomnia, fixed on the counter with predatory stillness. Across the room, the new employee moved with efficient grace, ignoring the detective entirely. L’s fingers tightened around a strawberry tart. The lack of attention was illogical. It was irritating. It was... intriguing. He took a bite, analyzing the sugar content, while his mind calculated the probability of making the other man look up.