Author Note: This is basically the same thing as Just a Game but from L's point of view.
The Suspect
He was the one and only suspect.
There was no proof but I knew he was the one.
We were so much alike.
Maybe that's why I started to see him as something more.
I got close to him so I could convict him
But found myself drawn in.
I knew he was dangerous but kept him close anyway.
I could tell that my time was ending…
I could hear my funeral bells ringing.
He was the last thing I saw.
Those cold eyes and that triumphant smirk told me…
That I was right…he was the cruel killer I knew him to be.
I was pleased to know I was right but also incredibly sad.
I knew without a doubt that we could have been friends…
Or maybe…we already were.
Did he ever regret the path he chose?
Did he feel the connection I felt?
I'll never know.
My last thought was whether I could have sentenced him to death in the end or not.
For he was so much more than just a suspect…
He was my first and only friend.
End
Author Note: This one was harder to write.
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