I sat down on the bench of the schoolyard, finishing last minute homework I didn't get to finish last night. It was a pretty decent day out which allowed me to sit here in silence, finish my work and not have to worry about other things. Things include days like today; this is a day where I prefer to be alone, away from people more than ever. It was February 14: Valentines Day. Today was also known as The-Day-Dedicated-To-Making-The-Ones-Who-Are-Single-Feel-Even-Worse-About-Their-Nonexistent-Love-Lives Day. I ignored the couples walking the yard, holding hands, kissing and giving each other gifts. I've never had a valentine, but I try not to be bothered by it. Besides, it's not like secretly having a pitiful crush on Light Yagami is getting me anywhere. Besides, he has so many other options, why would he want me? The quiet girl who barely socializes?

Just then, it was as if my thoughts caused a coincidental accident.

A shadow stood above me, blocking the sun. I looked up from my work and put down my pen. There he stood above me and in front of me: Light Yagami. I felt warmth in my face and smiled at him a little. He smiled down at me as well, but he was acting different this afternoon. He looked a little awkward and uncomfortable. Light is usually cool, calm and collected. But today, his hands were behind his back and he stood there awkwardly. But his actions were extremely cute to me.

"Hey, Kire," He called me by the nickname he thought of a while ago for me. He's the only one that's ever called me that and probably the only one who I would allow to call me that. I just really liked hearing it from his mouth.

I smiled at him and chuckled a bit, "Hi," I said back and closed my textbook with my papers and pen inside.

He nodded his head to the empty spot next to me on the bench, "Can I um...," He gestured towards the seat.

"Oh, yes, sure," I said and allowed him to sit. He smiled at me once more, that charming smile of his that made everyone like him. We sat there awkwardly, not saying a word to one another, staring straight ahead at the other students who walked on the pavement of the school yard. Couples, with no regards for those of us who had no love of our own, held hands, gave flowers and basically made me feel worse about my position. Here I was, sitting on a bench with the guy I've had a crush on for months, and we have nothing to say to each other. When we're with friends we always talk. When I see him while walking to or from school along the way we always have nice conversations. Light is one of my favorite people to talk to. But right now could not have been a worse time for us to see one another.

"So uh, it's valentines day," He pointed out and, of course, I felt more insecure.

I nodded, "Yes," I said.

"Do you uh... have a valentine already- or, uh, at all?" He suddenly asked me.

I felt my heart rate speed up a little as I had an unbelievable feeling of what I hoped he was getting at, "N-no... I- I don't," I chuckled slightly and shrugged my shoulders as if to say what-can-you-do?

Light licked his lips and nodded his head, looking back towards his knees. Suddenly, he pulled his hands from behind his back and I saw a single pink rose in his hands and I was confused but still a little hopeful.

"Well, I uh... I got this uh for you... because I remember one time you told me you loved pink and uh... roses were your favorite flower so I uh... I just..." he trailed off as he adorably attempted to gather his words, "Here you go," He said and pushed the flower in front of my face. I flinched a little once it ended up in my vision so suddenly, but felt my heart warm and butterflies in my stomach.

I smiled a little and knew by now I was full on blushing. I took the beautiful rose in my hand and gently played with the petals, "Light... thank you... these are my favorite." I admitted to him so he would know he wasn't incorrect.

A sigh of relief escaped his lips and he smiled at me, "I know it's a little late but uh... would you uh... be my... um... my uh-" I interrupted him as I put the petals to his face, hovering his lips and shushed him. Right now he seems to have a terrible time talking.

"Yes," I smiled and nodded, "Yes, I'll be your valentine," I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck. The fact that we've had shorter hugs before made this one a little easier. However, that didn't take away the billions of butterflies in my stomach. I was excited and nervous to be touching him for such a long time. But I knew I wasn't going to be pulling away for a while.

A small smile came onto my face as he held me by the waist and I felt his nose snuggle into my neck. It kind of tickled and I laughed as I scrunched my shoulders up, which caused us to fall off the bench onto the schoolyard. Light and I looked at one another and laughed even harder as people walked by or stopped to stare. We didn't even notice them, however. Light smiled at me as I giggled and knew I was blushing madly at how I just embarrassed the both of us. He just laughed and rolled on top of me, once again snuggling his nose into my neck, knowing what it does to me now, as we laid on the grass.

That was almost two years ago.

I was 16 then. And every day after that we sat and talked on that same bench, getting to know each other better. I told him things I never told anyone before about my family, my brother and father, and my inner thoughts. He's told me things as well. Things that I know he would never think to repeat to anyone else. We're practically inseparable now; we're each other's best friends. We study together, walk to and from school together, and we've talked about the future together. It's nice being able to know and be close to someone who is just as intelligent as- or, even more, intelligent than- I am.

It's pretty nice to have someone and it was, even more, nice to know them as well as they know you. That is until you realize you didn't know each other as well as you thought.