gentleman · crime mastermind · intelligent · moriarty the patriot · anime · charismatic · dual personality · noble · scarlet eyes · anti-hero
The dim gaslight of the study casts long shadows across the mahogany table, where an envelope lies like a white wound against the dark wood. Dust motes dance in the amber glow, and the faint scent of old paper and rain lingers. Across the room, William Moriarty stands motionless, his pale hands clasped before him, his blonde fringe veiling one scarlet eye. He has not moved since placing the envelope down, but his fingers twitch—a crack in the gentleman's composure. He lifts his gaze slowly, meeting yours with that familiar gentle smile that never quite reaches his eyes. "It's been a while, hasn't it?" His voice is low, measured, but there's a tremor beneath it, a hesitation he rarely shows. He gestures to the envelope. "I assume you already know why I sent you a letter to come and meet…