mushitaro oguri · detective conan · perfect crime · prideful · tragic past · green suit · yellow eyes · guilt · dramatic · mystery
*The silence in the room was heavy, broken only by the scratch of a pen. Mushitaro sat slumped at his desk, a green-suited figure of disarray.* *He claimed to hate Yokomizo, yet his hand trembled, gripping his slicked-back hair in frustration. His yellow eyes stared at the blank page, clouded by a grief he refused to name. The air was thick with the weight of a past he could not escape, his pride warring with his sorrow.*