A/N: During the period of insane boredom that comes while I wait for some of my favorite fan fictions to be updated, a crazy idea struck me: write your own. Weird, right? So here I go. This is a prologue, sort of. Written from the point of view of one of our main (original) characters. Read it if you want. If you don't want to... well... go eat bananas or something, I guess.

=== Chapter One ===

Moody Girl's Inadequate Existence.

Lazy days such as this one, they go on and on. I've melted into the same pattern, and it's all become dull.

Follow Light to school. Technically, walk with him to school... Though I know he won't admit it, he could care less if I accompanied him, and though I won't admit it, I hardly have any interest in going there. So it's more like I'm following him. Just to have something to be doing, I act as if I think my studies are very important to me. Like him.

Pay attention to the first and last words the teacher says. Spend the rest of the lecture practicing doodling skills on my "notes" under the camouflage of the many students sitting in front of me.

Enter the cafeteria and sit at an empty table. Eat a lunch, even though I never really feel all that hungry.

Attend afternoon classes. Half listen as I stare at the crows hopping and flying outside.

Wait for Light outside the classroom as he acts social or whatever. Watch the occasional brave girl rush out of the room holding back tears from Light's rejection or start squealing with her friends over his acceptance.

Follow Light home.

Stare at my school books for a few hours, attempting to study but finding myself in a daydream more times than I'd like to admit.

Eat half my dinner, despite hardly wanting a bite to begin with.

Be lectured about how I should really eat more because I'm so short and scrawny, three years older and barely any bigger than Sayu.

Take a bath and try to remember what the teachers were saying earlier.

Stay up late studying the things I ignored all day to avoid failing the test I forgot the date for. Get distracted by the computer at some point and only occasionally glance back to the books, saying I'll go over it again right before class.

Get caught by mom.

Be lectured about how I should really sleep more because I look like a zombie half of the time and my body can't grow without time to rest.

Pretend to go to bed.

Return to computer when the coast is clear, if I haven't passed out from the sheer relief laying down yet.

Change into uniform when the sun is up.

Come downstairs and absentmindedly munch on some toast while I wait for Light to get ready; Mr. Perfectionist must make sure not a hair is out of place before he goes into public.

Follow Light to school again.

But today, the schedule had strayed from its set path, if only a little. Light had decided to accept one of the girls that asked him out last week. So they were going somewhere after school today.

I sighed, staring at crowds of students, all headed places. I didn't even have my own brother to walk with...

I shifted the straps of my bag full of books I probably wouldn't read onto my shoulders. My hands found their way to my pockets as I went on my way, feeling emptier than usual without another pair of feet to stare at.

It was all very quiet and calm, I guess. The wind rustling the colorful leaves, disconnecting them from their branches and sending them through the air on occasion, so many of their kin already waiting for them on the ground, being crunched under my loafers at this very moment...

In the background of my foggy awareness of reality, I heard someone squealing...

I thought for a moment I heard my brother's name. I glanced up from the ground's leaves, about to turn around to see what was going on.

That's when I was tackled to the ground from behind, someone's arms wrapping around me.

"Ah!"