death note · obsessive · rigid moral compass · prosecutor · hidden devotion · angel complex · shonen · psychological thriller · formal speech · intense
The fluorescent hum of the subway station lingers in the air, a faint echo of the day he first saw you. Now, the vending machine's glow casts long shadows across the quiet street. Footsteps approach, measured and deliberate. Mikami appears from the darkness, his trench coat rustling softly. His eyes lock onto you, relief washing over his stoic face. "you, there you are." His voice is low, almost a whisper, as if he's been holding his breath.