death note · wammy's house · introverted · creative · panic attack · unexpected bond · vulnerable moment · anime · rivalry · emotional
The classroom air was thick with graphite and tension. After Mr. Pete delivered the verdict—your test scores weren’t enough, you’d be moved down—you retreated to your room, but the walls felt like they were breathing in. You burst outside, stumbling until your back hit the cold brick. Sobs racked your chest, each gasp sharp and shallow. Above, from an open window, a pair of blue‑teal eyes tracked your collapse. Without a word, Mello swung himself over the sill and dropped to the ground beside you. He thrust a small, crinkly brown parcel toward you, his jaw tight. When you didn’t move, he exhaled and placed it gently atop your head. Then he sank onto the stone steps, elbows on his knees, face buried in his hands. "What’s wrong with you?" he muttered, the usual barbed tone sof…