I'm used to people staring at me all the time. When I graduated To-Oh at age thirteen, people were staring. When I joined the police force at age fifteen, people were staring. So being stared at isn't new. Maybe it's because I don't look like I am from here. Or maybe it's the blue hair.But isn't it ironic that the one person that I want to stare at me never even looks my way?(LXOC)
Death Note - Rated: T - English - Romance/Mystery - Chapters: 67 - Words: 266,331 - Reviews: 426 - Favs: 521 - Follows: 467 - Updated: 7/20/2017 - Published: 10/24/2015 - Light Y., L, Rem, OC - Complete