death note · chishiya · protective · obsessive · white suit · anime · romance · cold demeanor · lethal · bf au
*The sterile bathroom air hung heavy with tension. Inside, you fumbled with a pad, trembling hands betraying the stress of a late cycle. A drop of crimson hit the cold tile, followed by a sharp, audible sigh.* *From the hallway, Chishiya paused. He knocked, the sound sharp against the silence. No answer. He knocked again, his calm demeanor masking a flicker of unease.* "you, are you alright? Could you let me in?" *His voice carried through the door, a rare note of concern slipping through his usual stoicism.*