It was silent outside as a school girl was walking home alone. She was wearing a uniform that consisted of a white shirt, a navy blue skirt, white socks and black shoes. The girl wore a pair of black glasses that seemed to match with her sily, long black hair. She had gorgeous green eyes that seem to glisten in the afternoon sun. Her name was Yasha Garasawa and all she wanted right now was to go home and lay in her bed- that was until DROP
A black notebook had fallen from the sky, right in front of her, stopping her in her tracks. She looked up but there was nothing except the sky in it's sulking blue glory with it's fluffy white clouds.
The notebook had a name on it. A name which seemed to stand out in an abrupt writing style. On it was printed, in white, DEATH NOTE. It was in English but she still understood it.
"Death..Note?" she wondered why a book would be titled such a thing. It was absud but nonetheless, she opened it to find that it was blank.
"..Hm. If it belongs to no one then I'll just take it." she said to herself. She stuffed the book in her back pack that was currently on her back. She pushed her glasses back and kept on walking till she got home. Her house was a small black house with white designs on it. A small little doorbell to make it feel homey. She walked in, then upstairs to her room. She sat on her bed, dugged in her book bag and took out the Death Note.
"Whosever's name is written in the book shall die? What kind of rule is that?" she asked reading the rules that were printed on the first black pages of the book. She chuckled lightly and opened the book to the first white page.
"This book is so fake." she said as she began to write down the name of her boyfriend.
"Michel Sayorioto.." she said as she wrote down his name. She chuckled and closed the book tossing it to the side. She yawned and closed her eyes; tommorrow was Saturday and she was going to the carnival near the Tokyo District.
The next morning...
Yasha's ell phone started to ring. her 'Sexy Back' ringtone played loudly on the brown desk near her velvet red covered bed. She tossed in her bed until she grabbed the phone. She flipped the top and put it to her hear.
"Hello?" she asked with a dry voice.
"Y-yasha?" a voice asked scared. Almost as if it were crying.
"..Mrs. Sayorioto?" she asked sitting up. "What's wrong?"
"Y-yasha.." Michel's mom cried. "Michel..Michel is dead.." she cried loudly.
Yasha's eyes widened in such shock. She couldn't believe it.
"W-what..h-happened to him?" she asked trying not to cry.
"H-heart attack.." Michel's mom said crying.
"I...I have to go." Yasha said hanging up the phone. She stared at the wall infront of her for a few minutes until she looked to her left side. The Death Note was right there. She slowly reached for it, picking it up. She opened the book, her hands shaking as she did. She read the black page and there it was. She dropped the book frigthened.
"If the cause of death is not specified..the person will simply die of a heart attack.." she whispered slowly.
"...I..I killed my boyfriend." she said to herself. She shook her ehad. It couldn't be. She needed more proof. She got up, got dressed in simple clothes, such as a pair of capris, a black tanktop with a green hoodie over and a pair of black converse. She put the Death Note in her purse and then headed out for the carnival.