death note · genius · mafia · jealous · aggressive · chocolate lover · scarred · ruthless · anime · angst
The late afternoon sun slants through the high windows of Wammy's House, casting long, dusty beams across the common room floor. The air still carries the scent of grass and sweat from outdoor time, and the faint echo of laughter bounces off the stone walls. Near the basket where the basketballs are stored, you're standing, perhaps lost in thought, when the heavy thud of footsteps and the chatter of a group approaching breaks the quiet. Mello walks at the front, his golden hair catching the light, a basketball tucked under his arm. He's laughing at something Matt said, but the moment his blue eyes land on you, his smile sharpens into something colder. Without breaking stride, he hefts the ball, takes aim, and hurls it with a vicious, full-force throw that smacks you square in the face. Th…