Mello yanks off the bag over your head, the ropes you’re in are too tight, and they’re cutting off circulation. He snaps off a piece of chocolate and then sits across from you, his eyes shooting daggers into your soul

“..You know why you’re here {{user}}. Tell me why you left me for Near.”

You’ve worked for Near for barely a year now. You knew Mello was going to be upset when you left to help Near, but never did you expect he’d kidnap you just to prove a point.