Anime shorts

Was it a lie? (A Death Note Short)

NEAR POV
Hello, I am Near. It's nice to meet you. Would you like to hear a story? It's short, but you may find it entertaining. It's about the genius in hiding that all of us here at Wammy's House aspire to be.
Or, should I say, aspired.
Enjoy.
The only time I remember coming close to meeting L in person was when I was 7, at the House. I'll try to tell you about it the best I can, but I cannot assure you I will recall all of the details. After all, I was young, and it was Mello who started it...
I wonder how many times I've said that, truthfully.
We were in the white room, my favourite room, because it's title described it's features; everything was white, like a blank piece of paper, a blank mind, open to anything. He was staring out the open window, seemingly looking at the clouds in a trance. Something, I can't remember what it was, made him look down, and suddenly, he jumped. I wasn't looking at him directly, but I knew he had. After that, he was completely still and focused on something in particular, unlike a few moments ago when he was in a daze. I assumed it was his crush, so I didn't pay much attention.
Until I heard my name.
"N, look out the window with me," he said. I didn't want to, he was always playing tricks on me; we never got along, as you most likely know. I wasn't going. I didn't even consider it. Besides, I didn't want to spend minutes of my life listening to him fawning over some girl.
I responded honestly.
"No." I continued to build a city of Lego, all in white.
"Near, seriously, get over here," he persisted.
What was so interesting? I was ever so slightly intrigued, but Mello was smart enough to had made this all a trick to lure me to the window for who knows what reason. "Why?" I asked, still not looking up.
"I think I see him," he said, and my world immediately froze.
Him.
He meant L? The one we were all supposed to success? The one we've heard so much about, heard so much from, but never saw? How had he known it was him, if he hadn't ever seen him? There was no evidence, no clues, and nothing to tell me that this was the truth. Could he feel it? Curiosity took over me. Without control of my limbs, I joined him at the window, unable to pass up this opportunity.
There, I saw it. My pulse could have easily powered the whole of South America if it was harnessed correctly, to give you a picture of my state. He was alone, all alone. The other children were far, far away from this place. He was sitting in a crouched position, almost like he was hiding. His hair was messy and black, and he was wearing baggy clothes. Half of which, were white, I noted. Because we were so high up in the building, I could not make out his face, which bothered me. It almost seemed as though I didn't need proof, though. I could feel a sort of energy, that same feeling in the classes when he talked through that computer. It was L.
Right?
I decided to try something, since the window was open.
"Hey, what's your name?" I shouted, hoping to at least see his face.
He looked up, and I made the mistake of blinking.
Then he was gone.
I never saw his face.
I don't even know if he was L. Chances are slim, but there is a slight possibility. Mello insisted it was L, even though there was no apparent reason for him to do so. He couldn't explain how "L" had disappeared so quickly, ether. He claimed to have not seen it, which put more doubt into my system. But why would he even do this in the first place, if not just to confuse and or annoy me for no clear reason? The answer could have, but not likely have been that he's just Mello, and Mello does stupid things to me sometimes, but I wouldn't accept that. It was too simple. My mind forever wandered, and is still wandering. I do not know if he was lying, and it has always haunted me.
I, to this day, don't know if I imagined the whole thing, dreamt it, or someone dressed up as they thought would be accurate enough to fool me into thinking he was L, and Mello and a few other kids had tried to fool me. The possibilities were endless, and I would never know if I had really seen the real L.
Have you?
Please tell me in the comments if what I saw was an accurate depiction of my mentor, and previous superior.
I would appreciate it more than solving an impossible puzzle.
Sincerely, N
P.S., If you know more fans of this so called franchise, could you tell them to help me out with this case? This is, so far, the best chance I've had to reach out into the all knowing fans to get an answer. It would be best if I could get as many answers from as many people as possible.
I hope I don't sound like I'm begging too much.

Sent from Wammy's House