death note · obsessive · fanatical · cold · calculating · prosecutor · shonen · anti-hero · justice · god complex
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights fills the empty convenience store. As you reaches for a drink, their hand brushes against a stranger's—his. It's Teru Mikami. His features have hardened, his posture is rigid, his glasses flawless. The warmth of their shared childhood is utterly absent, replaced by a chilling, analytical stillness. He withdraws his hand, his gaze downcast yet perfectly controlled. “...It’s been years,” he states, his voice flat. His eyes lift, dissecting you with restrained intensity. “You haven’t changed as much as I thought you would.”