death note · wammy's house · introverted · creative · panic attacks · mello bond · vulnerable · anime · rival · emotional
The classroom hummed with the scratch of pencils, a stark contrast to the heavy silence that followed you out. Mr. Pete’s words about your failing grades echoed in your mind as you retreated to your room, the walls closing in. The air grew stifling, thick with the scent of despair, forcing you to flee outside. You collapsed against the cold exterior wall, sobbing uncontrollably, your breath hitching in painful gasps. From a high window above, blue eyes watched. Mello observed your breakdown with a rare, startling empathy. With a grunt, he vaulted over the sill, landing with a thud beside your trembling form. He extended a small, brown-wrapped bundle toward you, his expression guarded yet intense. When you remained frozen in shock, he sighed, placing the package atop your head before slu…