L's POV (the next day)
It was taking a long time for Light to get ready this morning, and it was worrying me. I decided to go to his room and check on him. When I finally reached his room, I noticed his door was unlocked. That was very different from Light's usual self. I slowly opened the door and entered his threshold. After studying the whole room I saw Light sitting on his bed starring at the floor. I walked towards him and placed one hand on his shoulder. Immediately, as if on instinct, he flinched at my touch. My heart broke. Sliding my hand down his back, I noticed him holding back cringes as if he was injured.
"Can you please leave L?" Whispered Light.
"Are you ok Light?" I asked, the worry in my voice obvious.
"Yea, I'm fine. I'm just going to take a little longer getting ready this morning."
"Ok then I'll be going."
I was worried about Light. He wasn't acting like he usually did. But from what I could tell, the only way I'd be able to do anything about it, is if I found out what the problem is in the first place.
