After getting transferred into the kanto region , i switched schools. I was really nervous because of my first day of school . I hope meeting new people would fill new colours in my black and white life . I woke up at 5 , go to our training camp ( of our organisation) . And got ready for school . I put my hair up in a mini ponytail, put on the schoolbag .Locked my door , checked if my credit card was with me . And I'm on my way
Pov ?
Teacher walked into the classroom and silence fell down. " Helllo class , today we have a tranfer student " . Youko walked in to hear some whispers- ' wow, she's so beautiful ' - ' she's making me forget my ex' . " Hanako was never your girlfriend yamada get out of your imagination " . All of the students were blushing at Youko's beauty.
"Introduce yourself - Hello everyone myself Hasegawa Youko , i hope to make friends with everyone here "
"Youko go and sit at the last bench over there "
Pov Light -
I reluctantly shifted my gaze from the gripping book I was reading as the teacher announced the arrival of a new transfer student. My heart lurched in my chest as she gracefully walked into the classroom, her presence demanding attention. Without question, she was mesmerizingly beautiful – a vision of perfection. Her sculpted body, accentuated by a slim waist and a hint of muscularity, was enough to captivate anyone. Her flawless, fair skin seemed to radiate an ethereal glow, perfectly complementing her lustrous, silky hair. And those dark brown eyes, filled with an enigmatic aura, held a captivating depth that seemed to draw me in.
Even though I couldn't deny her immense beauty, my mind couldn't help but think practically. She may be an ultimate beauty, but she held no practical use in helping me achieve my goals. I scoffed at the absurdity of it all, unable to ignore the cynical thoughts swirling in my mind.
"Uwu, falling at first sight, huh?" came the mischievous voice of Ryuk, the Shinigami known only to me. Sometimes, when words fail me, it seems Ryuk enjoys filling the silence with his own observations. I couldn't deny his accuracy, though.
Youko, that was her name – unique and unfamiliar, much like her. Despite the enchantment she invoked within those around her, I couldn't allow myself to be distracted. My purpose was far too important to simply get entangled in fleeting infatuation. But something about Youko intrigued me, something beyond her striking beauty. Perhaps it was the mystery that surrounded her, or maybe it was the potential she possessed.
As the days unfolded, we found ourselves crossing paths more frequently. Our interactions were limited to simple exchanges and occasional glances, nothing more. But in those stolen moments, I couldn't help but feel a connection, a silent understanding that seemed to transcend words. Whether she felt the same was a mystery yet to be unveiled.
For now, I needed to remain focused. The pages of the Death Note whispered their secrets to me, urging me on in my quest for justice. Youko, with all her beauty, remained a mere distraction, an inconsequential part of my mission. I couldn't allow myself to be swayed by emotions or sidetracked by personal desires.
Pov Youko
I did all of my classes and was heading home when the girls stopped me " Hey , Youko-chan will you like to play tennis with us " . I was already busy with the work , I received a text when i was at lunch that there is some work came up in the organisation and to come early as soon as my school ends . I was dejected was i will have to refuse " I'm sorry , i have some work to do , neclxt time :) "
I dressed up nicely as the actual work is at night which was not my duty today as today is my rest day . I've been called for a meeting on a crime case .
