Monster Heart (L x Reader) • Death Note Monster High AU

Chapter 22 | ghosts in the locker

With your wild plan in action, all you needed was for Misa to contact you with the information on the next killing so you could put a stop to it. But there was still something bothering you, those text messages.

Who would Mikami fake text messages between Misa and L? Was was the reason for that? Maybe he just wanted to see a fight go down? Something about that whole situation was off to you. You needed to know what that whole thing was about.

Between classes you'd kept an eye on the strange man, figuring out which locker was his. And thanks to your ghost ability to phase through things you planned on taking a peek inside his locker to see if there was anything suspicious in there. With all the extra security in the school, you had to be careful not to be spotted. Luckily for you though the wall that row of lockers was against were the bathroom blocks. Bathrooms were one of the few places without security cameras. You could easily stick your head through the bathroom wall into the locker, you just needed to make sure you got the right one.

So during lunch, you went to the bathrooms to do some snooping. No one else was in at the moment, most people were scared to to alone and only ever went in groups now there were two deaths on school grounds.

"Ok it's three lockers from the door so... about here?" You muttered, roughly measuring the length of the lockers against the wall with your arms.

You stuck an arm through the wall, feeling books on the other side. This was definitely the inside of someone's locker. Checking over your shoulder one more time to make sure no one was watching, you stuck the top half of your body through the wall and into the locker. It was dark, but the little slits in the door let just enough light in for you to see what was inside. Just as expected, one of the books had Mikami's name on it confirming this was his locker.

"Bingo, what do you have in here strange zombie man?" You muttered.

The books were stacked neatly, gym bag hanging on the hook, a whiteboard with reminders about assignments hung on the back of the door. Everything looked normal, like a well organised students locker. You flipped through the books, looking for any notes or hidden messages in the pages. You checked through bags and pencil cases looking for anything hidden inside. It was all normal stuff.

"Fuck... come on there's gotta be something..." you muttered.

Just as you were going to give up, not having seen anything suspicious, you finally noticed something. Sticking out from just behind the whiteboard that was stuck up on the back of the door was something paper. Pulling it out you found an envelope. It was full of something, a small stack of papers inside it. Hearing noises down the hall, you quickly phased back through the wall taking the envelope with you.

As long as you were holding it you could phase it through the wall too, the only thing that rule didn't apply to was other people. Annoying, but convenient at the same time.

You quickly dashed into one of the stalls and locked the door hearing people walk in, talking about an assignment they had.

Opening the envelope, you pulled out the contents. A stack of photos, all of them of Light.

"What the..." you muttered.

Photo after photo, all of Light. They were all seemingly candid too, like he was unaware they were being taken of him. In total there were 17 of them, and when you flipped them over to see if there was a print date, you found each one covered in insane ramblings.

My purest god.
The saviour of monster kind.
No one else deserves you.
Mine.
My lord, my god.

"What the fuuuuccckkk..." you whispered to yourself in disbelief.

He'd definitely notice the photos were gone if you took them, so you quickly snapped pictures of the front and back of each one to show to L before stuffing them back into the envelope. Once the group that had come into the bathroom left, you quickly phased your arm through the wall again to put the envelope back.

You were about to head back to lunch, only to have the bell go and you had to change your course for the next class. Looks like telling L would have to wait until after school, but you couldn't stop thinking about what you just saw. It was almost stalker like, like a yandere...

Was he in love with Light? Or did he worship Light like a god? Or both? For a guy that came off as very organised and intelligent he was actually a total nut job. Maybe he tried to get Light to break up with Misa with those fake texts so he could have Light..? And it just backfired and Light ended up trying to fight L instead?

You had so many questions and barely any answers.

Before the teacher came into class, you took the time to send the pictures to L and message him about it. It'd take a while to send them all so by the time he got it, class would be almost over.

You: [attachment 34 images]
You: L you're not going to believe what I found in Mikami's locker. Meet at the club room after class because holy shit.

Once you hit send, you saw another message come through. This time from Near.

Rag doll: hey you good? L's worried you didn't come back. He's too stubborn to admit it though.

You smiled, even though L knew you could put up a fight he was still worried about you.

You: I'm fine. I just sent him a message with a big attachment so it'll take a hot second to come through. Meet in the club room after class you will not believe what I found. Tell L I'm ok :)

Rag doll: now you have me curious. Told him you're ok, he said thank gods and had this relived smile. You've got him wrapped around your finger you know?

That suck up. For someone with such a monotonous voice he was always so anxious about the safety of those he cared about. It was sweet, you truly got lucky and found the best boyfriend.

"(L/n)!"

You jumped at the sound of the teachers voice, finding that class has just started and you were the only one not paying attention.

"Off the phone please, eyes to the whiteboard"

"Sorry" you muttered, stuffing your phone in your pocket and getting to work.

Although you could tell there was no way you'd be getting any work done with that new information floating around your head. Because what the hell was that? Who keeps stalker photos of their friend hidden in their locker?

There was something weird about Mikami, very weird indeed.