Death Note One Shots (CharacterxReader)

Light x Reader: "She can't hurt you."

~ Your point of view ~

"Settle down class," The teacher instructed from the front of the room, meanwhile the room still was chaotic. Teenage boys we jumping over desks and throwing pencils at each other, and the girls in the front of the room were arguing over whose boyfriend is the best.

"Woah, did you see that?" Isas' face was in shock as he was able to flip over four desks without the his feet touching the ground.

"New record!" Hisoka high-fived his friend who was now gleaming with excitement.

"Class." The teacher said again, this time more firmly.

"Hiromasa is not even that smart, Dai." Anzu pointed to a dark haired boy who was attempting to beat the new record, but tumbled and ending up falling off the desk.

"Shut up, you don't even have a boyfriend." Dai's eyes squinted as she defended the boy.

"Yeah I do." Anzu responded, her high pitched voice bringing nothing but annoyance.

"As much as you like to fantasize, Light is not your boyfriend." Dai crossed her arms.

"I will call the administration." The teacher taunted the class.

"Every single day." The brunet boy who sits next to me twirled his pen between his fingers.

"Tell me about it." I rolled my eyes and anxiously tapped my feet together. The scores of the recent test were right in the teacher's hands, the pages being crumbled from the white-knuckled grip of anger.

"But we are perfect for each other," Anzu closed her eyes and hugged her chest, "he's intelligent and wants nothing less than a perfect woman who will stand by him, such as myself."

"Aye, Anzu?" The girls attention snapped towards me, "How about instead of daydreaming about hopeless romance, you and your friends sit your pretty little selves down so class can start?"

"Excuse me? My dating life is a lot less hopeless than yours." Anzu's face darkened with a reddish tint as she let her arms fall down to her sides.

"Please, all you do is talk about Light, but you never actually talk to him. I mean, the fella is right here?" I gestured towards the brunet.

"Don't talk about Light to me, he hates you and because of that, so do I." Anzu snapped at me.

"First of all, I do not hate (Y/n). Second of all, you and me," Light waved his finger between Anzu and himself as he shook his head, "are not perfect for each other."

"You hate her-" Anzu pointed to me.

"No, I do not." Light sighed.

"But you are enemies-" The girl chimed in.

"Mere academic competition." I said flatly.

"You two are always fighting-"

"No one else is really a challenge." Light muttered under his breath.

"Ms. Anzu, please sit down or I will call the administration office and have someone escort you to head office." The teacher snapped and dropped the papers on his desk.  Everyone quickly rushed to their seats, sitting in perfect posture.