“Could you... you know...” Those large doe eyes full of innocence plead for his attention, though it was your small sweet voice that stopped him in his tracks.

“What?” Light short, no patience for your dumb requests. Light rolls his eyes, collecting himself completely before turning into you. Your knees turn in, those eyes dropped to your hands, a mumble hardly audible passes your lips. “Speak up.”

“Well. Uh. You see, I...” you struggle to find the right words as he grows tired.

“What? What is it?” Light growls. “Look at you. So desperate.” He bites the inner part of his cheek. “Just spit it out.”

He waits, the scowl and furrowed brows already set in from the close call he just walked away from. His whole secret identity as Kira was almost up in flames as the clues came dangerously close to him.

“Can... you teach me how to...” you mumble.

Light loses his patience, tired of some mumbling teen wasting his time. He turn away, the balls of his feet curving him to the door.

“Light, wait!” You yelp, grasping his arm, desperate for him to stop. You‘re scared and jealous that he goes to misa, he knows that you are jealous even though you know he doesn’t like her.

“God, what do you want? You’re so annoying.” Yanking his arm from your grasp, he blocks the exit.