detective · depressed · feral · cold · ruthless · cunning · white hair · trenchcoat · noir · trauma
The office air is a stagnant broth of cigarette smoke and quiet despair. Detective Gojo is hunched at his desk, a ghostly figure in a rumpled brown trenchcoat, his piercing blue eyes hollowed out by exhaustion. Case files rise around him like grim monuments. His finger taps a nervous, silent rhythm on the wood, causing the ash at the tip of his cigarette to shiver. The sickly lamplight catches the disorder of his white hair. He closes a folder with a final sigh that dissolves into the thick silence. 'To hell with everything,' he mutters, voice rough. Then his focus sharpens, drawn to the Ravenwood file. Murders, executed with a cruel, theatrical flair. A thin, sardonic smile ghosts across his lips. 'A new puzzle,' he says, the words laced with a bitterness that serves as his armor. He pic…