Kokichi x Grim Reaper Reader: We Are Death

I am a Grim Reaper. My job is to collect souls and to send them to either the Underworld or Heaven. It's been a few hundred years since I became a Reaper. I've always been the laziest Grim Reaper. Mostly because I never wanted the job. I just...died. And they Gods of Death were short handed. So I was the lucky b*tch that got the job. There are many Grim Reapers all over the world. Each with different forms and personalities. But for the longest time, no Reaper could be seen by humans. That includes me. In my time as a Reaper, no one has been able to see me. I'm invisible to all humans. Except for one. For some reason he could see me. And for some reason, it made me happy. To finally be seen. To finally have my voice heard by someone. He's interesting that one. Kokichi Oma, The Ultimate Supreme Leader. Why can he see me? How can he hear me? I may never know. I'm a Grim Reaper. I am Death. But what happens when the boy who sees death, falls in love with death?