Nightlife Pt. 1 (LightXReaderXLawliet) Deathnote Imagines
Henlo I have not posted in an eternity, but I am back with more fanfics because I need shit to distract me from my painful calc class!!! T_T Feel free to send requests!! This will be a multipart series, L comes in a bit later c: Enjoy! x
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Your eyelids felt heavy, the bags under your eyes never seemed to go away. You studied constantly, being a student in university obviously wasn’t easy, but never before had you felt this numb inside. Your day-to-day life had become so monotonous since the start of your second year: study, lectures, laundry, homework, try to sleep, repeat. It was as though everything around you had become white noise, but not the calming, peaceful kind. The people in the dorms around you partied all night, you saw drunk friend groups screaming on the sidewalks, and normally it wouldn’t have phased you, but it all felt so hateful now.
Last year you had been in a bad relationship- he was your first boyfriend, your first time with… everything. First date, first kiss, first sexual encounter, first breakup. You didn’t necessarily regret the things you did with him, but you couldn’t think back on it without feeling disgusted. He was a terrible person. The things he said and did to you… were not things you regarded fondly. You were too nice to leave him immediately, so you stuck around for longer than you should have before finally getting it to taper off. And now, it seems like he took a piece of you with him. The piece that always apologized to people for doing nothing, the piece that smiled at strangers and offered help to those in need. The piece that saw the good in absolutely everyone. It wasn’t there anymore. You had changed.
There was just one person who stood out among the masses of people with blurred faces and loud mouths. You had never spoken to him before, but he sat directly behind you in your 5PM writing lecture. Light Yagami- honor student, likes to stare wistfully out of windows. That’s all you could gather from the attendance sheet and simple observation. Something about the way he looked at people made you think that he was just as cold and judgmental as you had become. It fascinated you. Not many things were able to do that lately.
You had shown up to your writing lecture twenty minutes early, as chemistry released sooner than usual. You set your bag down on the floor and took a seat on the bench outside the classroom with a sigh, your legs ached from walking all day. As you pulled out your laptop to do a bit of work, a news article showed itself on your web browser’s home page: Recent Developments in the Kira Investigation. You clicked on it out of curiosity, quirking your brow up a bit after reading that Kira was supposedly some sort of god trying to purge the world of evil. “That’s their professional opinion, huh? It’s not like he isn’t doing the police a favor, I guess…” You muttered under your breath before closing the tab and opening your math homework set.
“I agree.” You jumped a bit as you heard a man’s voice right beside you. Light had taken a seat on the same bench, but you were so immersed in your laptop that you hadn’t noticed.
“Agree? With what?” You asked as you gently closed your device and shifted your body so you were facing him.
“Kira- he’s doing the police a favor. That is what you said, is it not?” He regarded you with interest, his brown eyes glinting almost devilishly in the fluorescent lighting. The hallway seemed to have gotten very quiet, and only now had you realized that there was nobody else around. It was… peaceful. The air between you and him was comfortable, but with a slight edge of excitement hinting at something unknown.
You felt the edges of your mouth curl into a slight smile and watched as a lock of auburn hair fell into Light’s gaze. “Does my opinion matter to you?”
“Just making conversation with a classmate. My father is part of the police force tasked with investigating Kira, so I find hearing the general public’s thoughts is a good way for me to understand how Kira might try to win their favor. I mean, someone in that position would have to get respect from society, right? A god needs his followers, for who else would pray at his altar?”
You tilted your head slowly, trying to read the expression on Light’s face, to no avail. He was excellent at masking his emotions, evidently. You had some nagging feeling that there was something he was implying, but you didn’t know what it was. Your heart sped up a bit as you opened your mouth to respond.
“I… would follow him if I was asked to. I don’t necessarily think that what Kira is doing is different from what the police do, really. Society gives law enforcement officers the right to kill criminals under certain circumstances, but when some civilian does the exact same thing we call it unjust because… why? Because they didn’t spend two years at an academy training? Because they didn’t pledge to protect and serve? But those are all just words, aren’t they? Nothing matters in the grand scheme of things, the world is simultaneously black and white and a grey area altogether.” You looked away from him for a moment, biting your lower lip as an unpleasant memory of your ex-boyfriend popped into your head.
“Some people are just evil. Some people the world would just be better off without. Who cares what the means are if it achieves the same end?” You finished, clenching your jaw and wondering if you had said too much.
“You’re an interesting girl, (y/n).” Light stood up slowly, his eyes locked with yours as he towered over you.
“We should get to know each other more.”
