Misa stood outside her old favourite shop - the Gothic Lolita kind, of course! She didn't wear it much as much anymore, as she wanted to look more grown up for Light. But that didn't stop her from admiring it sometimes, and buying it on the occasion.
Suddenly she got a tingling feeling down her back, almost as if someone was... watching her? She turned around, just quick enough to catch a glimpse of vibrant red hair. But then he was gone. She felt like she had seen him somewhere before... In fact, she was certain she had. But she couldn't remember his name...
"Cute, isn't it?" Out of no where, the red haired boy appeared beside her, motioning his hand to a dress on display. A boy who appreciates gothic lolita? Misa-Misa liked him already!~
"You'd suit it." Misa blushed. Who was this boy?
"T-thank you! But I don't wear these kind of clothes much anymore... I don't think my boyfrien- I mean, fiancé- appreciates it..." Why was Misa explaining herself? She didn't even know him!
"Doesn't appreciate it? Why the hell not? I think you should try it on, at least."
Misa shrugged. She wasn't one to question Light. She did want to try it on though...
"I'm Matt, by the way." Matt? That didn't sound right... But why would she know his name anyway?
"You're Amane Misa, right?" He knew her name? Oh! Sometimes Misa-Misa forgot she was famous! ...Considering she didn't work anymore.
"Y-yeah... You can call me Misa, though!"
"Right. Catcha later, Misa." Before she could say goodbye, he was gone. What an odd boy... Cute though.Really cute... What was she thinking? Light was the only one for Misa. He doesn't like gothic lolita though...
"Misa-Misa! I bought you an ice cream! Misa? What are you staring at...?" Misa took one look at Mogi and dragged her confused manager into the familiar store, ignoring his protests about the ice cream. She marched right up to the dress that was previously pointed out, and took it to the changing rooms. She zipped it up and spent several minutes infront of the mirror, admiring every inch of the material. She couldn't lie, he had good taste.
Without a second thought, Misa took the dress to the till, paid, and then walked out the shop with a smile on her face. Matt, huh?