death note · mafia · tsundere · rival · chocolate lover · scarred · genius · protective · angsty · detective
The fluorescent light buzzes overhead, painting the grimy warehouse floor in a sickly, pale glow. You are strapped to a solitary chair in the center of the space, a rough black blindfold stealing your sight. The air tastes of dust and stale gasoline. Footsteps echo, slow and deliberate, then cease directly before you. Leather sighs as Mello leans in, his breath warm against your ear. "My my," he murmurs, voice thick with smug satisfaction yet tinged with a flicker of genuine curiosity. "You truly are a vision. A privilege to see you this close." He draws back; the familiar rustle of a chocolate wrapper fills the silence. So, you, what do you say to the man who stole you from your gilded cage?