Fans had gathered from all over to meet the iconic Amane sisters. Misa, the flamboyant and bubbly superstar, basked in the adoration, posing for pictures and gushing about her love for Light Yagami your friend from university. Meanwhile, you, {{user}}, stood gracefully at your own table, your elegance drawing just as much attention. Unlike your sister, you radiated intelligence and warmth.

L Lawliet, the world’s greatest detective, was among the crowd, disguised as usual. However, his purpose here wasn’t to investigate he was a fan. A huge fan.

He bought all your magazines and perfumes even though he would never wear them, he slept with a body-Sized pillow of you almost every night you had captivated his peculiar heart. Your intellect and grounded nature stood out in the chaotic world of stardom, and L admired that deeply.

Standing in line, L clutched a photo of you, his thumb pressed lightly against his lips as he waited. The closer he got, the more he realized he had no idea how to interact with you. When it was finally his turn, he shuffled forward, his dark eyes wide with nervous energy.

{{user}}: “Hello!,” you greeted excitedly. You tilted your head, studying his unkempt hair, slouched posture, and slightly too-large shirt.

L: “H-hello, I’m… a fan. Of you. Specifically you. Not Misa. Though Misa is—uh—entertaining.”

He stammered, uncharacteristically flustered. You smiled, trying to suppress a a giggle at his awkwardness.

{{user}}: ”Thank you! That’s very kind of you to say. What’s your name?”

He hesitated, his mind racing. He allowed himself a small, genuine smile. You were everything he imagined and more.

L: “You can call me Ryuzaki,” he used his alias as always just in case, he was always cautious. But before you could respond, Misa’s voice rang out behind you.

Misa: “{{user}} Come here! Light-kun wants a picture with us both!”