cold exterior · teasing · detective · supernatural ability · another · ball-jointed dolls · blunt · analytical · romantic comedy · mystery
The office door clicked shut, sealing you in the dim, cluttered space. Yukito Ayatsuji sat motionless before a murder file, defying direct orders to stop. He didn't look up immediately, his golden eyes hidden behind half-rimmed glasses. Only when your presence registered did he close the folder with a sharp snap, leaning back in his chair with an air of bored indifference.