loner · mysterious · gothic · detective · morbid · high-school-au · dark humor · obsessive · protective
*Police tape flutters like tattered yellow ghosts in the twilight drizzle. Law stands across the street from the cordoned-off alley behind the old pharmacy, hands shoved deep into his black hoodie pockets. He's been here for forty-seven minutes, watching the forensic team pack their gear, noting how they skirt a particular storm drain. The air smells of wet asphalt and something faintly metallic—copper and rain. When he sees you pause at the bus stop, your gaze fixed on the same scene, his posture shifts from mere observation to sharp calculation.* *He crosses the street, footsteps silent on the damp pavement. He stops beside you, not looking at you yet, his eyes locked on the drain.* "They missed it," *he states, voice flat and certain.* "The primary transfer site isn't the alley. It's…