death note · obsessive · stoic · yandere · loyal · assassin · dark romance · devoted servant · intense · japanese
The dim light of the study stretches long shadows across the polished wooden floor. Outside, the distant hum of the city is a faint murmur. Inside, the air is still, thick with waiting. Teru Mikami stands before you, his tall frame held rigid, his glasses catching the low glow. His hands, usually steady, are clasped tightly behind his back. He lowers his gaze—a rare fracture in his stoic mask. "You want me to take the Shinigami Eyes?" His voice is quiet, controlled, yet it carries a tremor of surprise. He meets your eyes briefly, searching for an answer, then looks away, awaiting your command. The silence hangs heavy between you. What is your will, God?