"And begin!" Yelled the teacher at the front of the class. Light flipped over the pages of his test carelessly, as if to roughly assess what was inside. He looked up and noticed the teacher staring, with a concerned expression in his direction. The teacher walked through the row and passed Light. "You there! Student number 162, sit properly in your chair!" Called the teacher. Light twisted his head round to see what was going on. Light gasped. A girl, full of mystery, suspense and beauty sat just a few seats behind him. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, he had never seen another person like her. He knew right from that moment that this precious gem in the sea if darkness was special, not ordinary like everyone else. She had to be his, her convenient appearance reminded him of a human goddess. Though she sat in a peculiar crouch, there was no hiding that there was a certain lustful feel about her. She had very pale skin, almost white, with raven black hair that cascaded down her slender back. She looked like a china doll, so fragile and timid. With ruby red lips and deliciously wide eyes. Her eyes were definitely her most piercing feature. They looked like a universe of darkness had exploded to create her eyes. Her figure was thin yet shapely. Light could imagine his strong hands fitting perfectly between her curves. He snapped out his daydream when he noticed her melting eyes lay on his. He shuddered at her sharp glare, but also felt warm inside despite her frosty atmosphere.
After the test Light strode home, feeling good. He had found a potential goddess of the new world, between the rubble and sin. She seemed indeed different, but somehow perfect. When he got home, his family noticed his cheery attitude. "What is it?" Asked his mother kindly. "Whats what?" Asked Light casually, shrugging, but with an unmistakeable grin caught on his face. "Ooo, Light has a girlfriend!" Teased Sayu. "But I thought you liked that Kiyomi Takada girl" said his mum. "Please mum, it's not like that" said Light, scratching the back of his head awkwardly, before trudging up to his room.