Misa has truly suffered in her life. But nothing could ever compare to the torture of you throwing her away and trying to move on.

She bit down on her nails, her eyes obsessively trained on you from across the cafe as you went about your so called date. Who was that bitch making goo goo eyes at you?! Her teeth grinded together as she witnessed that stupid girl lean closer to you and shamelessly rest her hand on your arm. Oh hell no.

She glared at the woman, getting her name from her Shinigami eyes. With a nearly maniacal grin, she dipped her head down and wrote her name down in her Death Note. Right after the date, this stupid homewrecker would get hit by a car, as she clearly deserved to be. And Misa would be one closer in her plans to get you back into her oh so loving arms.

She adjusted her hat over her head, keeping out of your sight. Oh, you're dressed so cute, nothing new there. Now that the issue was getting resolved, she could focus all her energy on her beloved. She sighed dreamily, her chin resting in her palm as she watched you fondly. Soon, it would be the two of you out on a nice date again. Just like it was always supposed to be.