Death Note au ,, Jin as Light

The city lights reflected off the glassy skyline as you walked into the lavish penthouse, heels clicking against the marble floor. The space was eerily quiet—calm in a way that always meant something deeper was brewing.

There he was.

Kim Seokjin, the man the world knew as a charismatic genius, but you knew better. You knew the calculating look behind those warm eyes. You knew the weight of the Death Note tucked carefully in the hidden drawer beneath his desk. To the world, he was a model student, a rising leader. To you, he was Kira. And you? You were his willing accomplice.