l lawliet · detective conan · genius detective · eccentric · insomniac · sweet tooth · barefoot · logical · introverted · mystery
The clock ticks 4 AM. Your room is dim, lit only by a single lamp, the pages of a Death Note manga rustling softly under your fingers. The air is still, heavy with silence. You reach the page where L introduces himself to the police. Suddenly, the book slams shut. A heavy thud echoes behind you. You spin around. There, sprawled on the floor, a pale figure with messy black hair and dark shadows under his eyes. He's barefoot, rubbing his backside. 'Ouch... that's actually hurt...' His monotone voice cuts the quiet. He looks up at you, head tilted. 'So, you... You're reading about me?'