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A mafia member? Are you kidding me? I keeping my face steady. Does he actually expect me to believe that? The offer of help from a mafia member is laughable, yet somehow it benefits my plan even more. I glance at his ID, memorizing his name and face. Thanks, you absolute idiot.
I raise an eyebrow, forcing a hint of disbelief "You expect me to believe you're here to help?"
Just as he is about to reply the thief catches my attention again, snatching the paper from my hand in one swift, aggressive motion. His eyes dart over the few words written there as he sneers.
"Playing the hero? Ha! Don't make me laugh punk!" he says while waving the paper around
But as he unfolds it, his smirk vanishes. I watch him. The words I wrote on the paper, the paper taken from the death note, play out exactly as I intended. Each movement, each action, precisely timed. it reflect his every action to the second. The exact time, everything he is doing right now. Oh how sweet the silence is in its wake.
"Is there something wrong..?"
His eyes dart nervously. He's looking over his shoulder, his breath coming faster.
"G-GET AWAY FROM ME!" he shouts, his voice shaking.
He turns abruptly, nearly tripping over his own feet. His hands shake as they grasp at the exit, he stumbles out, moving faster than before like he's running from ghosts. His frantic pace doesn't match his surroundings and as he hurries into the street, too distracted by fear to see what's coming—until it's too late.
Before he can even react, the car collides, a sharp, metallic crunch echoing through the air.
His body flung in a unnatural direction.
And just like that, it's over.
As the sirens wail in the distance. No one even bothers to call for an ambulance as his lifeless form sprawled in a way that tells everyone he is long gone. I turn back to Yui, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder as she tries to process what just happened. She thank me and decides to head home. I don't blame her, she leaves without another word, retreats to some semblance of normalcy.
a familiar voice calls out, making my steps stop near the bus stop.
"Yes?" I reply, glancing over my shoulder.
He approaches me "Actually, I'm here for another job. I thought you should know."
"Oh, don't worry about it.."
He nods. "Then we should part ways here" He turns and hurries off, vanishing into the crowd. I watch him go for a moment, just as I planned no one will suspect a thing. This will look like a random accident, just an unfortunate fate. If anyone found out about my encounter with a mafia member, especially my dad.. well the agency would hear about it in no time.
I take one last glance in his direction before turning away.
A week has passed since that encounter with the mafia member, his name is still in my memory but his usefulness far from spent, a fool who might yet offer something worthwhile. Information has a way of surfacing when you let people think they're safe after all. I find myself waiting for him in the damp, echoing corridors of an underground train station, dressed in a plain hoodie that blends me into the crowd.
I spot him walking, right on time. Oh, how beautifully it works.
I wait as I watch him pass by me. my expression remains calm. As he walks a few paces ahead, I push myself off the wall I had been leaning against, blending in with the crowd as I close the distance between us.
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Fanfic[ BSD x M. READER ] ˚ · .ೃ⁀➷ BSD x DEATH NOTE AU ‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿ ╰┈➤ ˚ · . [ " 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆.. " ] 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Y/N Yagami, a brilliant university student stumbles upon a mysterious notebook called the "Death Note" which grants the a...
