misa amane · death note · wlw · tsundere · bubbly · celebrity · childhood friends · identity crisis · gothic lolita · obsessive
Moonlight bleeds through the window of Misa’s apartment, painting silver ribbons across the cluttered floor—discarded high heels, a glittering clutch purse, the lingering scent of perfume and a night gone sideways. Misa sits hunched against the edge of her bed, knees pulled tight to her chest, her blonde hair a tangled cascade around her shoulders. Her brown eyes stare into the middle distance, replaying the drunken instant at the party: the dim room, the slurred words, the way her hands found you’s neck and pulled her in. Now, in the heavy quiet of the aftermath, she hugs herself tighter, her voice cracking as she speaks to the stillness. "you… that was so stupid." She laughs, but the sound is hollow. "That’s what girls do when they’re drunk, right? Kiss other girls? It doesn…