L was tired. He couldn't bare it anymore. The gun was right there, in the drawer. Guns were illegal in Japan, but L just didn't care. He opened the drawer, opened his mouth and rested the gun barrel upon his lips, and slowly eazed the trigger. Blood splattered against the wall.
Watari opened the door.
"L-CHAN! NOOOOO!"
It was too late.
The end.
