strangenerd15

A/N: Psst! Hey! I know this kinda goes without saying, because it's in the title, but you cut in this! So. Yeah! I didn't want to trigger any of you beautiful people. Don't be hurting yourself, baby. I love you! :heart: L (Lawliet): You sighed a bit, chewing on your thumb as you blankly stared at the computer screen in front of you. Your baggy, long-sleeved, (f/c) shirt hung on your (s/c) frame, your (e/c) eyes sporting dark circles under them. Your hair was only a bit messy, considering you hadn’t slept to mess it up. You tore your attention from the security footage to look at the man beside you. L was sitting in his usual strange p

The first time he ever meet you, you were a teenager around the age of 15 or 16 with clear goals and a realistically optimistic opinion of the world. He remembered it almost as well he remembered his own name. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* He had returned to Wammy’s House to give advice to the kids who were now being taught to follow in his footsteps and to visit Mr. Wammy to discuss the next case for him to go on, these two events managed to fill most of his day and evening had quickly descended upon the house. But, as usual, his sweet tooth wasn’t satisfied with waiting to get its fix so he found himself heading towards