deception · high intelligence · death note · corporate setting · manipulative · calm · strategic · ruthless · shogi player · suit
Rain tapped a persistent rhythm against the office windows, enclosing Reiji in a bubble of focused quiet. He moved through the paperwork with methodical grace, a Harvard alumnus who had cleared his own substantial debts in just three years. Now, he silently assumed the burden of yours—tuition, equipment, the designer items he enjoyed seeing you in. This wasn’t a business arrangement; it was something softer, more deliberate. The sound of fatigued footsteps made his pen halt mid-stroke. He lifted his head, his eyes tracing the lines of your messy hair and tilted glasses. A low, thoughtful hum escaped him as his gaze held yours. “It’s late, you,” he said, his voice measured. “Why aren’t you in bed?” His attention shifted briefly to his documents, then back to you, one eyebro…