The library door were suddenly pushed open when a dark blonde girl in a vibrant yellow blouse barged into the room, looking around. When she noticed her friend, an auburn haired short girl, sitting at the desk, reading some book.
Of course, she immediately approached her.
"Hey, Shina, what are you doing?" A girl took a seat next to her friend.
"That's a wonder. You don't even have to study to earn top grades, yet you ask such dumb questions..." Shina rolled her eyes, not even looking up to look at her friend, who leaned back in chair.
" Look, I'm trying to start a conversation here. Am I supposed to hit you in head with that book and explain how ridiculously easy this exercise is in order to make 'intelligent approach'?" A girl laughed.
"I back it up. Continue asking stupid questions. But do it later, please. Tomorrow test will have too big impact on our final grades for me to waste time by not studying." An Auburn haired girl answered in rather serious tone, her gaze confined on the pages of her book.
"C'mon, its ea-"
"No, don't even start with this. You're seriously depressing me. Go have nap or do something you normally do when others actually do the hard work –"
"Hey, no need to be rude! I'm just trying to get you to relax!" – Blonde hushed her friend.
"No time for that"
"That's sad."
"look, if I won't manage to revise this whole metabolism section, I'll be finished!" – Irritation was now hearable in Shina's voice.
"Okay, okay..." Girl rolled her eyes at her hard working friends. She got up and went towards the door.
Just as she was reaching for the door handle, someone opened it from the outside, startling her. Here, in the doorframe stood no one else but Light Yagami, the top student of Daikoku Private Academy, a high school both girls also attended.
"Kikutchi-san" He said, looking at the girl, who right now was doing nothing other than just standing in his way, hand on her chest, like she had just suffered from miniature heart attack.
"uh, sorry, Yagami-san." The girl immediately moved away from boy's path. Of course, no cliché blush involved. She, Kikutchi Tashina, wasn't one of the girls who fawned over the genius boy. Nor did she feel inferior to him. If he was first in school ranking, then she was fifth. Her friend, Shina, was often sixth or seventh, sometimes even fourth, which put her above her careless friend in ranking.
Yet, considering that Tashina was one of the laziest students around, it was still pretty good to be fifth. She was also convinced that she could be first easily if she studied as hard as Yagami boy. She just didn't because... well, what for? It's not like grades are important. Not for her anyway. It was just enough to show off her intelligence on entrance tests to get to the best college around.
So, when Yagami Light passed her, she finally walked out of the library. She trotted down the path, heading to her house, which luckily wasn't far away.
What she didn't expect on the way, was a notebook laying on the pavement. And since she haven't expected it, she didn't notice it, and slipped on it while running.
Such silly thing made her fall down on the pavement. She wasn't a type of person who throws vulgarisms around, but she did cursed in her mind, before she got up with a groan. Nothing serious happened, luckily. She just gained few abrasions on the inside side of palms and on the elbows. They were bleeding slightly, but...
"oh well, it's not the end of the world" she mumbled under her breath. Tripping over something wasn't that unusual for her, especially since she preferred running around than walking like a proper serious student would.
She glanced down at the object that was at fault of her fall.
"A notebook?" She bent down to pick the object up. It was black, with a title "Death Note" written on its cover. Kinda creepy – she thought.
Yet, on the inside of the cover, there was no name or address written. It was, for her perception, a completely normal, blank notebook. It would be a waste to leave it there. She could always use it to satisfy her doodling addiction.
So, she put it in her handbag, not even bothering to check out the few black pages right before the back cover.
...
Later that day, Toshina was lying on her bed, in her room, with the mysterious notebook still hidden in her bag. She wasn't in a mood for drawing at that moment. Out of sheer boredom she turned on the TV. The afternoon news weren't unusual at all. Just some reports of latest crimes, and then some more reports about some criminals dying from heart attacks. The first part was a typical part of news since ages, the second topic, though it began quite recently, was also becoming part of routine now.
Police was still describing it as mysterious series of heart attacks, but people in school already gave this occurrence a name. As if there were some divine being behind it.
While she never really believed it – she was more likely to say that it was a plot of some big organization working above the government – she hasn't denied the possibility entirely. It was quite strange. Each time a criminal was shown on news with his identity revealed, on the next edition of news he was reported dead.
Maybe they're not even dying? – she thought. Maybe it's just Japanese government manipulating the media to report deaths of the most notorious criminals in order to scare people who were thinking about committing crimes? One thing she was sure – the whole "intimidation" thing worked, whoever was behind this.
She yawned and eventually got up from her bed. She reached out for her bag and placed it on the covers of bed. Then, she took out the notebook and, from the lack of better occupation, started to study it closely.
Then she noticed the black pages. There was a text on them, written, not printed. But the style was weird. Overly ornamental and creepy. It read:
The human whose name is written in this note shall die.
~This note will not take effect unless the writer has the person's face in their mind when writing his/her name. Therefore, people sharing the same name will not be affected.
~If the cause of death is written within 40 seconds of writing the person's name, it will happen.
~If the cause of death is not specified, the person will simply die of a heart attack.
~After writing the cause of death, details of the death should be written in the next 6 minutes and 40 seconds.
~This note shall become the property of the human world, once it touches the ground of (arrives in) the human world.
~The owner of the note can recognize the image and voice of its original owner, i.e. a god of death.
~The human who uses this note can neither go to Heaven nor Hell.
~If the time of death is written within 40 seconds after writing the cause of death as a heart attack, the time of death can be manipulated, and the time can go into effect within 40 seconds after writing the name.
~The human who touches the Death Note can recognize the image and voice of its original owner, a god of death, even if the human is not the owner of the note.
~The person in possession of the Death Note is possessed by a god of death, its original owner, until they die.
~If a human uses the note, a god of death usually appears in front of him/her within 39 days after he/she uses the note.
"what?" She questioned out loud what she had just read. These rules... they seemed awfully similar to certain series of deaths that recently dominated the afternoon news. But there's no way someone could die from having their name written in the notebook. This has to be an elaborate joke based on some crazy theories about this "Kira" guy everybody believed in.
This couldn't be real... could it?
A/N: Hello, readers. Here is my new story. Few people who were following me as an author sure are wondering why I deleted my old OC story, but you know what it's like. You look at your works from years later and you're not even able to read your own story because it's so silly, and not even in funny way.
I hope my English has improved since these few years in the past, but if you see a mistake, don't hesitate to point it out, preferably along with explaining how it should be written correctly.
I'm looking for a Beta Reader!
Also, it would be nice to receive some feedback in forms of reviews or at least follows. Because if nobody is interested in the story, what's the point of uploading it further?