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There were times when people called them crazy, but they knew better. The shadows that lingered in the corner of their eyesight are real. It was hard living this way, but it was probably for the best. At lea...
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Days had passed since the opening exam. Although many things had happened, it seemed as though time was withering away. Ryuk had begun visiting once again, he helped make the days seem longer. Though I appreciated his company, I couldn't help thinking about the stranger that took Ryuk's attention. What was his purpose? After knowing Ryuk for quite a while I knew he didn't just do something without a cause. Though I guess that also might've not been the full truth since Ryuk decided to stay by my side…
I suppose at the beginning I had a purpose as well…although I don't know what it was, perhaps curiosity?
It didn't matter anymore since he considered us friends. Though this did get me thinking about the entrance exam. My encounter with the strange man in the hallway. His aura stood out, although not entirely unique, his appearance was. He could have been a foreigner, because of his pale complexion and round eyes. But I also have to include the fact he seems deprived of sleep. Perhaps his living conditions are what kept him so pale?
My strange fixation surprised me, not once had I ever been so curious about someone. Maybe it was because it was the first time I've seen someone so peculiar? Whatever it was, I took a slight dislike towards it. The mysterious man had made me question things. I've never wanted an anomaly to make its way into my life. And the only way to keep it like that was to exterminate it.
But before that, I needed to treat myself. For quite a while I had been treating Ryuk to apples, so why not treat myself as well…
I made my way to a decent cafe, known for its quietness and quality dessert. As I enter the cafe I'm greeted by the smells of cream and cake, my stomach grumbles lightly. I punched my stomach in retaliation as I looked around looking for onlookers. I huffed in relief knowing I was unheard as I walked up to the register.
"Hello! What can I get for you?" Said the over preppy male. Slightly disgusted by the overly 'happy' male, I said my order as quickly as I could.
"Strawberry cake with hot chocolate, please" the man smiled and began to work on my order. His aura was the opposite of what he was showing. Signs of sleep deprivation and stress were clear. I will make sure to tip the man good, since that was the least I could do. And he treated me well even in his current position.
As he finished my order, I paid and took my food to a table away from the others, though still close enough to the register. If I desired to listen in on others orders I could. I take a breath as I begin to drink my hot chocolate. The man was good at his job, if he had not been pretending to be so preppy, perhaps I would have found him attractive.
The door of the cafe opened once again. I didn't look up from my mug, I was in deep thought after all. I hear a man ask for a strawberry cake as well, I perk up since I had ordered the same thing. It was a normal thing to order of course, but not this early in the morning. And I knew since I did it myself.
