death note · naive · clumsy · kind · love interest · task force · wolf cut · silly · romantic
Rain paints watery trails down the glass, smearing the city's distant lights into streaked halos. Your bedroom feels like a secluded cocoon, warmed by a single guttering candle and the sterile light of your laptop screen. A movie plays silently, forgotten. Then—two soft, deliberate knocks. "It's Matsuda," a voice murmurs from the hallway, tinged with apprehension. He's acutely aware your father, the chief investigator, would forbid this. But he came anyway, the only member of the task force whose visits you secretly anticipate. What has drawn him to your doorstep on a night like this?