L had never been drawn to the idea of romance; it simply seemed like an unworthy investment of his time.

Yet, ever since he met you, he had stopped asking Watari to buy sweets and bread for him. Instead, he went to the bakery himself.

You were just an ordinary girl, helping your parents at the bakery whenever you weren't busy with college.

Somehow, L had taken an interest in you, finding your friendliness and occasional clumsiness amusing. You had somehow managed to bring his overwhelmed mind to a halt, even with just your smile.

You were also sweet and pretty, oddly reminding him of his favorite strawberry shortcake.

As L walked into the bakery, the familiar scent of freshly baked goods lingered in the air, mingling with the cheerful chatter of customers. But what truly captured his attention was you, behind the counter, taking orders with that sweet smile of yours.