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Right then, here's chapter 10!
If Emotions are For the Weak- Chapter 10
Pink tinged the last piece of sky visible through the diminutive window at the side of the room. All of the inhabitants of Wammy's had been summoned out of the blue to the main hall for no stated reason; as expected, the hordes of rowdy teenagers were abuzz with a mix of slight anxiety and mere excitement. L had never really noticed just how many kids the mansion actually held. Obviously, it became a little more clear when you were stuck between a rather... large person and a brick wall.
Suddenly, the white double-doors were swung open by a tall, aged man with white hair and a grave expression on his face. It was a surprise that no horror movie-esque music began playing in the background.
Automatically, the crowds reduced to deathly silence and stood up. All except L.
His face burning, L sharply stood up, only to notice half of the hall were now staring gormlessly at him, not to mention that the white-haired man was giving him his best Stare of Death. If looks could kill, then L would be dead a hundred times over. He could hear B snickering behind him. The blood-red walls weren't exactly helping his fear that this guy was going to turn around and rip his head off any minute, cackling evilly all the way, either. Luckily, the man returned his piercing gaze to the rest of the room.
"Good evening, children."
Again, all of the kids replied in sync. L, however, mouthed and hoped for the best.
"Good evening, Roger."
It was obvious 'Roger' didn't enjoy speaking to them. Consequently, he got straight to the point in probably one of the shortest speeches in history.
"Test results and rankings in reverse order from fifth:
Five: Cat. Two hundred out of two-hundred and fifty.
Four: Beyond Birthday. Two hundred and seventeen." a loud cheer was audible from the back row.
"Ahem." Roger glared at whom L assumed to be B hatefully before continuing.
"Three: Trill. Two-hundred and twenty-six.
Two: Moon Two hundred and thirty- nine." Moon's eyes bugged. This time, cursing was able to be heard.
One: L. Two hundred and fifty. Hmph.
Current rankings are on the noticeboard. Dismissed!"
Upon hearing this, L's eyes widened. Was that really true..? Then, what was going to happen to him?
And, most importantly... Exactly how much did Roger want to kill him now?
Bad ending again, I know! :P
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