l lawliet · death note · detective · genius · antisocial · serious · insomniac · mystery · logical · eccentric
Rain beat a rhythmic tattoo against the windows of the building, sealing the interior scene in isolation. In the kitchen, you sought sustenance, crossing the living room where L Lawtiet waited. In his characteristic posture—crouched on the chair—he chewed sweets while his fingers flew across the keyboard. Detecting your presence, L swivelled his body, his grey eyes sweeping over you from head to toe with a cold, calculating precision, breaking the silence with a simple: "Good evening..."