Death Note: How You Met (Near x Reader)

How you met - 1: First time

​​​​​​As you entered the Wammy's house building, you looked around to see the place in awed. There were many kids running around doing there own thing. You gripped on your suit case from your hands and followed the man who took you in.

You were shy and usure about this place. You had no idea why you were brought here. All you could think of was home.

"...Mister?...where are we?" You asked shyly looking up at him.

"We're in a special orphanage called, The Wammy's House. This is were you'll remain from now on" The old man answered you as he took you up stairs to your room.

Your eyes widen when he said the last sentence.

"....I'm...staying here?..why?" You thought sadly.

As soon as you both reached to your new room, he gently opened the door knob and let you in on your own. You placed your suit aside and looked around the tiny room.

"If you need anything miss (Y/N), please pull that rope next to your bed. It will ring from down stairs and someone will come to assist you on anything you need" He softly explained while he stood by the door.

You only nod your head as you heard the door close from behind you. As soon as you were left alone, you collapsed to the ground sadly. You felt your eyes water and quietly sat there in silence. You sobbed quietly for no one to hear. You were pretty young at the time and you still had no idea what was going on. You didn't understand why you came here in the first place. All you thought was home. And your parents who you truly loved the most.

"Why was i brought here?....did something happen to my parents?" You thought.

The rest of the afternoon you stayed in your room doing nothing. You slowly got up from the floor and decided to explore your tiny room.

Once you've done that, you checked the time from the clock next to your bed. 8:30pm.

You sighed and looked at yourself once more in the mirror in front of you. Your eyes were red from crying earlier. You had so many questions to ask but you were shy to ask.

"...I want to go home...i miss my parents..." You began to cry again and sat down on the small bed that was next to you. You wiped your face from all the tears as you laid in bed quietly. Slowly, you were beginning to fall asleep.

***

The next day, you woke up to the sound of kids playing outside. You slowly got up from your bed and walked over towards the window looking down.

"I'm still here..." You spoke softly.

Suddenly, there was a knock on your door and you slowly turned around to open it.

"Miss (Y/N), it's time for breakfast dear, everyone is eating except you. Please come down as soon as you're ready" A young lady said as she left downstairs again.

You slowly closed the door and decided to change your outfit. You put something nice and comfortable for you to wear and walked out of your room to head down stairs.

As soon as you were there, the whole kitchen table was filled with kids your age and others as old as you were . You slowly looked around nervously on were to sit. Once you found a place to settle, everyone was starring at you but didn't say anything.

You looked down at your plate and saw the breakfast they made for you. You closed your eyes for a moment to remember a flashback of you eating with your parents. You wanted to cry but you didn't wanted anybody to see you. So you held your emotions inside.

After eating breakfast, you got up from your chair and walked back to your room upstairs. But something made you stop.

​​You decided to explore the place on your own. As you looked around, you spotted a near by library. Your face for once lit up to see a library open.

You quietly rushed your way over to the front door and entered. You looked around with a smile on your face and walked around. You were amazed on how many books were in this place as you decided to pick one to read.

Once you've chosen a book to read, you notice a white figure from the corner of your eye. You turned around to see a white young boy sitting in front of a computer monitor.

He looked around your age and the way he stood on his chair was odd. He had a finger twirling on his white snowy hair and his eyes were completely locked on the computer screen. He seem to be studying so you left him alone.

But for some reason, you find him appealing to you. You continued to proceed looking around the library until you reached to him again. Accidentally.

You slowly walked past him as you tried avoiding eye contact with him. But he didn't seem to notice you.

His attention was still on the computer monitor as he did the same actions from before.

You were close by him and you slowly studied him from afar.

"...He seems...lonely" You thought.

Since that day on, you decided to come by the library more often to see if he would come by to study again. Which he did and you tried to figure out a way to approach him.

"What do I say?...I'm kind of nervous. I want to be friends with him But...what if he wants to be left alone?" You though again as you kept looking at him quietly.

***

It was lunch time. Everyone from the Wammy's house was in the kitchen room. You were the last one to eat as you sat in a corner table. Your mind was in the clouds as many things ran through your mind.

"...I wonder where he could be?" You got up from your chair and took a book from the library to read outside.

You sat far away from all the other kids as you wanted to be left alone. You sat on an old swing under a tree as you opened the book on the first page. You began to read your book for a bit until you felt someone watching you.

You looked around for anyone staring at you but nothing. You shrugged that off and continued to read the book.

***

It's been almost a week since you've stayed in Wammy's house. You began to wonder about the same boy over and over. Until you finally had enough. You decided to approach the guy you always saw in the library. You were eager to know his name. You would notice he was always alone all the time. And always playing with his toys.

"Does he have any friends?" You thought to yourself.

The next day you went to look for him in the library but he wasn't there. You searched for him but he was nowhere in sight. It was getting late and everyone had to go to bed.

You walked up stairs to your room and closed it from behind. You were exhausted. It took you almost a full day to find him. You wondered where he went off too. You were feeling worried that something might had happened to him. But the thought of that left your mind. And thought where he could had been today.

"...Where could he had been?...I want to be friends with him. I want to ask him so many questions. Is he friendly? Could he possibly be bullied or something?" You laid in your bed facing the wall. Your thoughts of him drift off to sleep as your eyes were fully closed. You were now asleep.