"What a day! It's so tiring to be a model and actress... But I chose this job, that's why I like it" Misa said to herself while she lied on her bed thinking about today's filming.
"I'll just wait for Light to return from his university so we can cuddle together on the bed, and forget about the..."
At that moment, all her memories got suddenly erased again, as if a bulb in her mind went off.
The... What? What happened? Did I forget about it? But how? It was at the tip of my mind just a moment agoshe thought to herself.That's weird... I remember someone had saved me from being shot. But who he was? Was it Light? Was it someone else? Was it Kira?
She giggled trying to kick out those thoughts.
How can it be Kira? If I ever had the chance to meet him I'd feel so terrified. At least Light would protect me. Just like a knight saves the princess. But really... What had happened? Is it something I need to remember or not? And this person who saved me... They must love me very much. They didn't want to see me injured. They got injured for me
She flushed and giggled again.
He must have been Light. There's no doubt about that. He loves Misa as much as Misa does for him! That's right! He saved me from Kira! Kira is a stalker who kidnapped Misa and Light came up and saved me! That's the perfect love story... I love to see this kind of love story in movies.
The young actress sighed and turned off the lights.
Who am I kidding? I don't even know if this has happened in real life or it was just a dream. It's probably a dream, that's why I have faded memories.
She then pulled the blanket while leaving a small yawn.
Dreams are cool, but reality is preferable. Light is my only and only love of my life. And there's no way I could sleep without waiting for him. I'll stay awake! She thought.
People say when you're in love, you're willing to do anything for the person you love. You wait for them until they return, you can't sleep at night, you crave their messages and calls. When they finally call you back, anxiety begins to control your mind and you start feeling nervous. You like this person particularly and want to be constantly close to them, so they can be the most special person and the most unique. You love them more than your own life and that's why it's so magical and unique. Especially for Misa's case. She felt she was a princess. Because she had found The One. The only person she could call her lover. The only person that anyone could replace him. The only person she would get married to. He was just perfect. She knew there might be a reason why she loved him that much. She couldn't remember that detail either. But she thought it didn't matter. Love is blind anyway. She'd continue to worship Light no matter what.
The young woman was so engrossed in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed the clock hands. The time was 11 o'clock pm. Light should have already returned. What's he doing so up late? She didn't think about it for too long. Her eyelids got heavier under her eyes as she fell into Morpheus' arms, and imagined her significant other putting his arms around her and kissing her on her forehead. Making her heartbeat hitting on her chest like a hammer. Treating her like a princess. He was his princess... And she was the luckiest girl in the whole country.
----
The next morning when Misa woke up, she realized Light has completely vanished. His coat wasn't hanging on the door, nor the shoes were in the hall. Which meant he was still outside the house.
"Is he... No, he didn't go to his university. He would greet me first. I would find out he has returned. But he's still outside. What's going on? He didn't even call me to tell me that he's fine" she monologued
"Don't tell me... Is he cheating on me?! It can't be happening! He loves Misa!"
She suddenly heard the door locking up. It was Light. Misa jumped in his arms relieved that he returned home, while she kissed him on the lips.
"Light! Am so happy you came back! I was afraid you'd cheat on me, but fortunately, my fears are not real! You still love me, don't you?"
Light placed his arms on her shoulders trying to show he cared. The young girl's face flushed and smiled.
"I do love you Misa. I would never cheat on you. You're the only person I can easily trust!" He lied and kissed her on the forehead. He felt no shame in how he treated Misa because Takada was treated the same way as Misa. Both of them loved Light from the bottom of their hearts. They both felt the same for him and wanted him to be their never-ending boyfriend. Most importantly, they were both kissed by the same person called Light Yagami.
But Kira had already enslaved Light's mind. He had deleted feelings from his mind. He wasn't Light anymore. He no longer felt nothing for anyone. He loved neither of these two girls. Even justice itself, which he was so passionate about it at the beginning. He no longer loved justice either. He could only listen to the voice of his heart which was now tough and cold. And that's how Kira works in the end. Kira does not bring justice anymore. He just wants to kill people. Because he feels a deep pleasure and a brain orgasm. He just loves seeing dead people and knowing he's treated like a God. Like the Grim Reaper.
"Why didn't you come last night? I was worried something bad had happened to you!" Misa asked still being held by his long arms.
"I did. You just didn't realize I was here"
"What about the door? I saw you entering the apartment"
"I went to throw the trash"
"That's my boy! That's my Light! You're the best boyfriend in the world, the best, the best, the best!"
Misa kept hugging and kissing him, though Light's face had the complete opposite facial expression. If someone had noticed it, they would guess he got bored with his current life situation or even Misa herself.
Get me out of here please I can't take it anymore!He thought to himself.
But that was only the beginning! Because although Light used Misa as a tool, pretending to love her and making her lose her memories of what happened, there was another secret admirer who had secretly fallen in love with her and thought about her a lot. If nothing else, he had saved her from a bullet. She could have possibly died if he wasn't there. And this person was in a state hospital in the center of Tokyo. The wound on his shoulder was a sign that he cared and wanted her to be close to him, instead of being hurt by a serial killer. He didn't want to see the killer's lips taking the dewiness of her own lips. He knew the killer was just pretending. It made his heart broke...
