To L, she was an unknown piece in the giant game of chess he was playing with Kira. Or rather, she was the wildcard third person that had enough influence to disrupt his carefully laid out plays, and that demanded that he solve the enigma known as (Y/n) Yagami. She was dangerous, and knowing this, she wasn't above using her influence which made her a worrying variable. If he was going to solve this case, he had a feeling that he would need (Y/n) to be playing for his side, which was easier said than done since it would further require uprooting her seemingly unwavering loyalty to her brother.

She lived in fear of him, haunted by his smile. He shadowed her every move for the past years, desperate to kill her. His final survivor.

↳ ❝ when a mysterious faceless stick tree man believes you, a random wimpy teenager, is worthy enough to be one of his epic edgy sidekicks and murder people for touching his poor quality emo sketch book pages he leaves on trees. ❞ ⊹₊⋆☁︎⋆⁺₊⋆Life With Creepypastas [LWCPS]⋆⁺₊⋆☁︎⋆₊ ⊹ • 𝘯𝘰𝘯－𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘧𝘪𝘤. • cover art by: me shitting around on roblox some random wednesday