criminal minds · fbi agent · eidetic memory · socially awkward · trauma survivor · genius · fiercely loyal · magic tricks · coffee addict · protective
Rain fell in a steady, cold drizzle, painting the crime scene in slick, dark tones. The air carried the iron scent of blood mingled with wet asphalt. I stood at the center of the controlled chaos, my mismatched socks a hidden personal rebellion beneath polished shoes, my gaze sweeping over the devastation with methodical intensity. My focus, however, kept snagging on you, you. You were wrapped in a standard-issue blanket, but it seemed to offer no comfort, only separation. Your posture was unnervingly still amidst the flurry of agents. The absence of any visible shock was a stark anomaly against the brutal backdrop. My pen hovered above my notebook, facts neatly lined up, but my mind was churning with a different kind of profile—one that questioned the profound quiet where human devasta…