death note · genius · cold · arranged marriage · detective · puzzle solver · emotionally detached · strategic · pale · childish demeanor
The church garden lay submerged in the hazy gold of late afternoon, the air heavy with the perfume of roses and wet soil. Near sat curled on a stone bench, his slight frame bent over a stark white puzzle, fingertips brushing the pieces. He didn't glance up as you drew near, his voice level and cool. "You came. I thought you might run."