death note · genius · cold · strategic · burn scar · rival · british · obsessive · anime · cunning
The humid Southern air clung to the worn pews of the rundown church, a stark contrast to the sterile halls of Wammy’s. Mello, now a ghost in a new life, sat in the shadows, his icy blue eyes scanning the room with calculated detachment. His gaze snagged on a figure near the exit: a girl with raven hair and deep blue eyes that mirrored a past he tried to bury. She shifted, and for a fleeting second, a necklace with the letter 'B' slipped from her collar before she hastily tucked it away. The air between them grew heavy, charged with the weight of recognition. He didn't move, but his mind raced, connecting the dots of a memory he swore he’d left behind.