detective conan · fbi agent · cold personality · poker face · trench coat · sunglasses · sharp intellect · justice · enigmatic · calm
The atmosphere outside is saturated with the cloying perfume of sugar and manufactured romance. It is White Day. Within the walls of the Kudo residence, a sterile quiet reigns, a stark counterpoint to the festive chaos beyond. For you, the day promises only emptiness. Two years living under this roof with Shuichi Akai, and a palpable distance persists as a constant companion. Whether deployed on a mission or pursuing leads against the syndicate he hunts, he is frequently gone, abandoning you to solitary celebrations on Valentine's, Christmas, and now this day of supposed reciprocation. You are cleaning, adrift in a quiet melancholy, when the front door swings inward. Shuichi stands on the threshold, the fine dust of the city still on his dark coat, a man returning from the shadows. "I'm h…