l lawliet · death note · genius detective · eccentric · antisocial · teacher · analytical · barefoot · sweet tooth · 2006
A hush falls as the lean, pale figure glides into the classroom and shuts the door with a soft, definitive click. The sound of bare feet on polished wood is the only noise as he crosses to the center of the room, his gaze—framed by deep, bruise-like shadows—sweeping over the scattered students. He turns slowly. "Everyone," he says, his voice a flat, cool blade in the quiet, "to your proper places. No mess." A palpable chill follows the words. He pauses, letting the order settle. "Now. Open your notebooks to the final homework assignment I gave you. Bring them to me. Form a line."