With much persistence and determination Kira was able to attain access to police files pertaining to the Kira case. So they suspect me of being a student, he mused. Still it would not do for them to further investigate less they actually find anything. He would have to find a way to make the police doubt L, to make him isolated from the investigation team. A thought came to him and he smirked. Perhaps he could make L and the team lose their trust for each other than the investigation would be pointless. If L found out that Kira had access to police information, he'll be obligated to start investigating the police to locate the source of the leak. That would only cause the police to resent L, both parties would investigate the other and Kira would be free to act without such nuisances. A smirk formed on his face at his next thought. He could simply wait for the police to find L and then get rid of him.
"How dare L insult my righteous judgement" Kira spat.
Light
Over the passing days I grew weary of any of physical contact and tried to the best of my abilities to avoid it. The visions of people's pasts were becoming more powerful, leaving me struggling for breath and disorientated, on one occasion I nearly fainted. The more I saw the worse I felt. It was the same with sensing other's emotions though that was easier to control so long as the emotions weren't strong. My ability to control seeing into people's pasts proved nearly ineffective at stopping them. This resulted in me distancing myself from others and going to class slightly later so that the halls would be less crowded. I avoided large groups of people, in fact by the end of the week I barely interacted with anyone. It seemed my fellow students didn't mind so long as I replied when spoken to and helped them with their homework when asked, though there were the few fanatics who persisted in spending time with me. Thankfully with my limited responses, sometimes only speaking in minor sentences and in acting aloof they eventually left me alone.
It was skin contact that prompted the worse visions and pain so I ended up wearing gloves to school and any outings I partook in. This earned me a few odd glances that I ignored. I would take them off when class was in session then slip them off when it finished even if it was simply class change over. A rumor about me having Mysophobia seem to spread with me doing little to detour it. If people believed it to be true than it would not only explain my odd behavior but also make people take into consideration my need for space.
One day while walking home from school I sensed a hint of suspicion directed at myself. It was coming from someone behind me. I sensed the same feeling all the way home and knew it belonged to the same person. Was I being followed? Such a though was unnerving and made me anxious.
When I got to my room I detected it again. I peeked out of my window, there was no one in sight yet I had learned that I could only sense emotions from someone within a ten meter radios of my position at that time. Allowing my eyes to close I focused on the emotion. I was able to find out that the person was standing just round the corner from where I could see from my window. They remained there for over an hour before finally leaving. It left me on edge.
