Death Note: Who Will Fall For You: Wammy Days...

Hehe... man, I had an absolutely HORRIBLE time thinking of the beginning. I deleted this around 2...3...4... times before settling on this. And no results here... you won't meet the interests till P2. Therefore, there won't be 3 sensible questions... this is like the intro. Boring... I know... I think so, too...
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Created by BlackGiratina on 11/30/1999

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“Alright, everybody,” your teacher called out. “As you all should know... tomorrow, you’ll all take the semester exams. So. Get to studying!” A brief wave of groans echoed throughout the class before studying actually took place. ‘C’mon...’ you sighed and

You managed to evade being caught disobeying for a minute or so... then the teacher took a quick survey of the room and noticed you slumped over your desk. “____. Study.” You looked up and gave a half defiant, half pitious stare. “Don’t you have anything

She frowned deeply. “____.” “Grrrr...! ... Fine.” You promptly shoved a paper in your face. All the words were blurry, it was that close, but as long as she thought you were studying... ‘Heh. Someday... but not today.’

You shook your head as you began thinking of... well, more interesting things. ‘Hmhm... I wonder if cars will ever have auto turrets built on them...’ “____!” your teacher’s voice caused you to jump in your chair. You turned to her, eyes showing zero

It looked as if she was about to have a ‘teacher’s fit’ but you were saved by a visitor entering the room. The teacher dismissed herself to greet them. You sighed heavily. ‘Glad she’s off my back...’ “____...” ‘Looks like I spoke too soon.’ You looked up

You tilted your head. “Funny. Don’t remember my parents telling me that.” Your teacher’s face softened for a moment, like she felt sorry for you. “Ehh, forget I said anything.” you remarked and picked your belongings up and did a salute.

She ignored it, strangely enough. You simply followed your escort out of the room and to your locker. “Sooo... what happened?” you asked with a prideful grin. The guy, as solemn and silent as he appeared, answered: “There’s been a death in the family.”

“You’re kidding, right?” you quickly regained composure and added a nervous chuckle to it. The guy just looked at you like you were some sort of idiot. “Death, ____, is not a laughing matter.” “Err...” you hesitated and dared to ask, “Who’s dead?”

“Both of your parents are-” “Whaaaat!?” you barked as your backpack hit the ground. “That’s a... that’s a... lie! Who are you, anyway?!” “Please call me Saine... I’m your father’s friend.” he answered simply. “That guy that came over a lot?” He nodded.

You went silent momentarily. “...... Tch... where am I gonna stay, huh? Do you know that?” He sighed and led you to the door. “Your father has made preparations for the event that something would happen to him.” “Ehh...?” you frowned. “... What?”

“Well...” he mused as you followed him into the same old fancy car he aways owned. “Unfortunately... he didn’t count on your mom dying, as well. So I belive I’ll take that matter into my hands, your father would want that anyway.” he glanced back at you.

“H-how did they die?” you squeaked. “I believe it was in a fire...” “Fire?!” “Yes... an accident downtown... right next to the gas station, unfortunately.” You let out a big, panicky huff. “Why the heck is it always me?!” you finally exploded. “Why... am

“Now...” he shook his head in pity as he parked somewhere... your old house’s driveway. It wasn’t yours now... “Go pack your stuff, whatever you find essential.” Saine commanded. “Huh? Why should I?” you retorted. He narrowed his eyes and you bolted out

You rushed inside. ‘Why the heck isn’t the door locked?’ You dismissed your thoughts and packed your precious items up. Firstly, you picked up your great instrument... a guitar, your one way to calm down. Then you packed...

Once finished, you dragged your bag to the entrance of the house. “Stupid bags,” you murmured before turning to a family photo. “Grrr...” you gritted your teeth and slammed a fist into the wall... involuntary. “Owwww!”

“Dang it...!” you choked out before limping back to the car with your things. “Ready?” Saine greeted. You just raised an eyebrow as if to say, “Does it look like I am?” After a while into the trip to... somewhere. “Hey. ____. Ever heard of the

“Errr... never have,” you admitted and added, “Dare I ask why?” “Curious.” At this moment he drove over to a particularly large, royal-looking building. It almost looked like a college... but it had some fancy fences and no sign saying it was one. “This

He got out of the car with some papers in hand, and you followed, frowning at the water that dripped all over your stuff. He led you inside, headed to a desk, and started talking to some old guy. You looked around blankly.

After a few minutes, Saine walked over to you. “Hm. Well, nice seeing you, ____. Sorry about this, but... yeah...” That said, he left. That old guy walked over to you. “____... I’m very sorry about your parents’ deaths... This is where you’ll stay from

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