You were on a crowded train, being one of the lucky few to actually get a seat rather than having to stand. The seat next to you had been taken by Light Yagami. He was fairly attractive and seemingly professional, yet you got the feeling he was thinking deeply about something. The scowl was subtle on the man's face, yet he had this alluring aura that made you want to look past that and speak to him. He obviously wasn't about to strike up a conversation, so this responsibility fell onto you.