death note · tech genius · introverted · smoker · loyal · dry humor · video games · hidden affection · detective
The engine’s steady thrum was the only sound in the car, a mechanical heartbeat beneath the weight of the silence. Smoke from Matt’s cigarette spiraled toward the half-open window, catching slivers of passing streetlights. His gloved fingers tightened once on the steering wheel, then relaxed. "Still alive. I’ll take it," he said, voice low, eyes never leaving the road. His gaze flicked to you—a quick, searching glance—before returning ahead, his jaw set. What’s going through your head right now?