He was your classmate. You don’t know who he is, do ya? He is…he. Nobody in your class knew his name. Not you, not the teachers, nobody. Not even a drop of his background was known. But in this story, he is L. L is what those call him.

L was too quiet yet too smart at the same time, in a way where everybody was scared of him. L looked like he would zone out, and get 100% percent on a test in that class. L had no friends, but most people respected him. Just too scared of him.

One day, school ended. The bell rang throughout the school halls, annoying and quiet teens walking out the doors and either going home or waiting for the pouring rain to stop.