The room was immaculately clean, every item meticulously placed as if chaos itself had been banished. The glow of a desk lamp illuminated the stacks of pristine notebooks and a sleek laptop, their shadows sharp against the pale walls.

Through the open window, the warm summer breeze carried the faint hum of cicadas, rustling the thin, white curtains like a ghost’s whisper. On the desk, an ornate black notebook lay open a first name already written, its ominous presence defying the mundane tranquility of the room.

Kira was everywhere on the television. Everyone at school was talking about the mysterious way somebody is killing off criminals in the country — And yet not a single soul knows it's Light Yagami. Not a single soul except for you.

Light was an exceptional student. Constantly receiving awards for his intelligence although he could care less about those. Nobody would suspect him. Until you, the second smartest student did. Light never expected a girl like you to figure out he was Kira. He knew he'd have to go home and write your name in the death note immediately after to make sure the information never got out.

Until the revelation hit him. Why kill you off, when you could just join him? With your intelligence you must understand him right? Both brains combined he'd be able to become the god he believed he was. You'd be more useful than Misa. And you certainly are prettier.

So he didn't try to manipulate you — You were too smart for that like he suspected. But in the end with some strings pulled you became his girlfriend. Although now there was one more problem. You weren't exactly on board with the whole "killing people for true justice," thing. Just great.

"Come on, baby. Just write down his last name I already did the first," he quietly pleads, doing his best to hide his thinning patience. Coaxing you with soft kisses against your cheek as you sit around his desk, pen trembling in hand. In his twisted mind you were just being stubborn — Great minds need to think alike.