As The World Caves In [ L x Reader ] Death Note fanfic

wammy house

your pov

The deep loud sound of ringing bell together with the drops of heavy rain splashing on your mini umbrella making tiny bullet sound. You thought it sounded so pleasant so you wanted to stay there for a while.

As you stared at another young boy ranging with your age wearing white shirt and black shorts carying a panda stuffed toy at his left hand, Displaying a poker face which made his eye circles stand out. Next to him was an old man with mustache which happens to be the founder of the orphanage you are staying in.

Yes, an orphanage. You are an orphan. And the young boy in front you is also one. You've never seen him before so he's technically just new.

"From now on, this will be your home." Old man Watari speaks as he's helding the monochrome boy's right hand.

"Oh, y/n you're here." Watari spotted you, standing on the porch just a few steps ahead of the large front door. But your eyes are so fixated at this panda-looking young boy who never even glance at you since they came. He's gaze are fixed out of nowhere.

"What are you doing in the rain?" he shoved you dearly onto the front door where you're no longer reached by the droplets of water, the sound you liked to hear is now gone.

"Come, I'll introduce you this young boy." He took your mini umbrella then proceeded entering the large mansion, didn't even notice that Panda's hand are removed from his and now this little monochrome boy's gaze is fixated to you.

The cool breeze hugged you both but didn't even bother to brake the staring contest.

"you're odd."

There, you finally said a word. But he's poker face expression didn't change.

"i know."

"Why are you carrying around a panda stuffed toy? are you a four-year-old?" you bratted at him.

"maybe, I don't really know. Do I look like a four-year-old?" he asked in monotone.

"seriously...you do know this house is for gifted childs only?" you crossed your arms while wrinkling your face.

"Is that so?" his eyes brightened a little, but the blank expression is still present.

He tilted his head. And that's the first noticable gesture you noticed from him.

"Then, are you gifted?"

He asked as if he's mocking your presence at the place. And even though as a child, you don't want to accept it. And that made you want to prove yourself to him. Him who was just another child who just came and now by the way he talks, he's just as competitive as you. Yes, and that's your forte. You see anything as a competition, you hate to lose or even to make mistakes. Because you're craving for validation. As a child, you're definitely not normal, and that's why you're there, at the orphanage.

"ofcourse!" you announced head high, "I won't be here If I'm not!" a lie.

People may just see you as an innocent naive child, but you are not. You sometimes tend to manipulate people. You're a bad seed.

"You're weird."

Your eyes twitched and your cheecks blushed. Saying it in monotone made it sound even worse. And that's the moment you started to think that he is annoying.

"Atleast I'm not boring." you bragged, raising your eyebrows.

"I'm tired. Will you let me pass through?" he sighed.