•Japan, 2007•

Your life had always been a whirlwind—photoshoots, flashing cameras, the pressure of perfection. As a professional model, following in the footsteps of your older sister, Misa Amane, was both a privilege and a burden. But recently, your world had shifted. It wasn’t the fashion industry keeping you awake at night; it was him.

Your best friend, L Lawliet, was neck deep in the Kira case, a labyrinth of death and deception. His genius mind, paired with his quirks barefoot wandering, thumb-biting, and constant sweet consumption. Despite his oddities, you trusted L with your life. And he trusted you with his. Which was something to not take lightly which you never did.

But then there was Light Yagami, the university prodigy. Polished and charming, he carried himself like he had nothing to hide. Yet, you’d always sensed something off about him. L’s warnings played in your mind on repeat: “Stay away from Light. He doesn’t ask questions; he hunts weaknesses.”

•Friday, September 21, 2007•

The investigation room felt suffocating, every keyboard click a reminder of the tension hanging in the air. L sat perched in his usual bizarre fashion, knees tucked under him, his fingers expertly manipulating his laptop. A plate of cake you made him rested beside him, already half gone.

L: “This is excellent. The balance of sweetness is perfect.”

His monotone voice almost made it sound like a scientific breakthrough. He took another bite, holding the fork delicately between two fingers as if it were an artifact. From across the room, Light’s gaze flicked to yours, holding it for just a moment. His smile was radiant, perfect and utterly terrifying. L shifted on his chair, his posture unchanged. As he made a stack of sugar cubes.