Prologue
"Oh, sorry Kimura-san, I didn't see you there!" A classmate apologises after they rudely bump into me. I let out a sigh and force a smile.
"It's fine, don't worry about it." I say in a sickly sweet voice before walking away.
Benihime Kimura, nice to meet you. I'm pretty much invisible to most people. I'm good at staying un-noticed. Meaning that people frequently forget about my existence and don't notice me – which is why people are always walking into me. I don't know whether it's because I'm quite short, or if because I have some unknown super power causing me to remain invisible. Either way, I don't really care.
I'm seventeen and I'm not the smartest person. Well, I am intelligent, but my grades say otherwise. I'm extremely lazy so I don't complete homework and I sleep during lessons.
Oh well.
I slip through the halls and leave the school building, and head towards my home. My parents won't be home, they're always working. It sucks.
I cut through the park as usual, only to trip on a white notebook with the words 'Life Note' written on the front.
"Huh?" I pick up the book flip open to the first page. There's no name, no address. I can't return it.
However, the first page consists of what I believe to be a very specific set of rules.
-The human whose name has been written in the note will be resurrected.
-This note will not take effect unless the writer has the person's face in their mind while writing the name. Therefore, people sharing the same name will not be affected.
- The writer has 40 hours to write the person's name after the person's death.
Is this for real? I've never heard of a Life note or a Death note before… This has to be some weird prank. It's so specific though, someone must have way too much time on their hands.
I shove the book into my bag and walk home. I'll check it out later.
"Ha, I can't bring people back from the dead. That's impossible." I say out loud with a short laugh.