Prologue
Yumi Dusk stepped out of her school feeling quite lonely. She didn't know and didn't care about what the other students were or did. She was as alone as anyone could be. Making friends wasn't her forte. That's when she saw a strange item on the ground, Black and rectangular. She eased towards it. Her heart raced as she felt the cool material that was its cover.
What is with me? She asked herself. What is this sensation that runs through my veins? She looked at the book's cover. Blank.
She turned it over. The book had two words on the cover and a hand-drawn bone underneath. Death Note. It read.
What is this? Death Note. Hmmm… Ah! I Know. These are the books that assassins use. The client mails them a book containing the names of the people that they are supposed to kill, via mail I guess. Since the covers on the back, one can expect it to belong to the Japanese. But then, why it is in English and any assassin would never write something as obvious as 'Death Note' on the cover.
Still puzzled, Yumi opened the notebook. It was blank, just lined paper. What the hell is this?!