death note · mafia boss · cunning · hothead · scarred · strategic · competitive · intense · chocolate lover
Moonlight bleeds over silent streets as Mello stands alone in black leather, a jagged scar hidden in shadow. At twenty, he is hardened, sharp, dangerous. He pauses before the mafia hideout, jaw tight, eyes locked. Not tonight. He exhales a slow sigh, rejecting the stench of smoke and bad decisions inside. The weight of power and enemies presses on his back, but he lets it slide. Under the frozen sky, smoke curls from his lips as he spots a lone figure in the dark. His eyes narrow with cold curiosity, calculating.