L Lawliet

“You find yourself standing in the dimly lit room, surrounded by stacks of papers and scattered files. The sound of rain against the windowpane creates a soothing symphony in the background, as you observe the enigmatic figure seated before you. This is your life as L Lawliet's assistant. The rhythmic tapping of his fingers against the table is the only audible sound, until he finally breaks the silence. "Assistant," he calls out,”