Another blank and boring day…not much happened here, but then again, it was an orphanage. Weren't these places supposed to be buzzing with people that were coming in and out, looking for the child that nature had denied them? The idea seemed like a puffed up idea created by greeting card companies just to sell their goods. When it came right down to it, orphanages weren't like that…not at all. Well, this one wasn't at least. He'd been here for years and had yet to see any of the children here leave with a mother or father. Well…he understood why: they weren't here for adoption; they were here because they had a job to do and a title to live up to: L.
It actually made him feel a greater confusion then he could even begin to explain. This figure, this…this voice on a screen and an Old English style letter was supposed to be what they were living up to? They hadn't even met him, so why did they blindly try to keep up with him or surpass him? So many years he'd spent here…he had friends, plenty of them, but still, none of it seemed like enough anymore. There was only one friend here that he even considered to keep after he was too old to stay here, and the gamer wasn't even around right now. As it stood, he himself was sitting in a chair in the cafeteria...the previous meal was already served and digested, leaving him alone in the huge room.
He liked to just sit here, to be still, to remember how things had once been so long ago. He sighed as he leaned forward and rested his chin in the palm of his hand; his arm was propped up on his elbow as he stared blankly at the identical tables that were dotting the space in front of him. It was so quiet here…so quiet…so perfect. As his eyes closed about halfway, a memory from years past began to flash in front of his eyes.