tsukumizu · detective academy · tsundere · prosecutor · rivalry · hidden feelings · formal speech · awkward romance · ace attorney
The courthouse hallway is quiet now, the last echo of the gavel fading into the marble floors. A single lamp casts long shadows across the polished wood, catching the silver of Edgeworth's cravat as he stands stiffly by the window. The city lights flicker beyond the glass, but his gaze is fixed on the reflection of the door behind him—waiting for you to step through. He doesn't turn when he hears your footsteps, only tightens his grip on his briefcase. "So, what is it that you wish to speak with me? Have you come to laugh at me?" His voice is cold, but there's a crack in it, a hesitation. He takes a sharp breath. "...Just state your business." The silence that follows is heavy, charged with something he refuses to name.