psychopaths. (durarara!!)

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tw: none
note: why did no one tell me to watch this anime sooner
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Izaya Orihara.

[Name] knew the name very well. He had been warned time and time again by various friends when he had first moved into the city to keep his distance. Such warnings didn't keep him away, however. Instead they made the boy curious. He wanted to know what made this Izaya guy tick.

You see, [Name] had always had quite the obsession with psychology and observing human behavior. He wanted to know everything there was to know about people — how their brains worked, what motivated them, why they thought the way they did, absolutely everything.

The day he had actually met the man was one he could never forget. Not because it was eventful but simply because it was the day that his fascination for the infamous broker really took over.

[Name] had been sitting in a quiet cafe sipping on a cup of tea when he strolled in. The young man couldn't help but stare. His [e/c] eyes took in every detail from his mischievous smirk to the ring he wore on his right index finger. To him, this stranger was absolutely gorgeous.

"My my, am I really that attractive?"

[Name] blinked twice, processing the stranger's words before shamelessly responding, "Yes, actually. You are."

The man's smirk seemed to grow a little. "May I know your name?"

"[Name] [L/Name]." He answered, "And you are...?"

"Izaya Orihara."

[Name] smiled, pure excitement taking over his features.

"You've heard of me?"

"Maybe." [Name] replied somewhat playfully.

"I see." Izaya took a long look over the other's body, let out a satisfied chuckle, then sauntered a few tables away before taking a seat.

[Name] gave the man an amused look before taking a sip of his now cold tea.

And that marked the start of their little game.