Disclaimer: I don't own anything that's in this story besides my OC's. Therefore I don't own Death Note and it's plot.
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'I'm surrounded by fools.'

Yuki came to that conclusion after she came inside the classroom, a few minutes left before class started. Which gave enough time for her classmates to annoy her. Her 'friends' seem to have a fun time with her as they talked about non important things that she could care less about. One going on and on about her beautiful long mocha wavy hair and another complimenting her unique amethyst eyes. One even brought up how can she pass the tests she takes if she does nothing but stare blankly at the board or outside the window, and asked if it's because of their notes that she borrows from time to time. This question always seems to be brought up in her peers, for they can't expect a person who does nothing and ace a test when they do their absolute hardest passing the class. But as always, she replied as best as she could.

"It's easy to me I guess."

The answer she always gave, but not what she truly thought. For she knows it's easy for her. She knows she's better, she also knows that her true thoughts aren't as modest as her words. No, Yuki is confident in her academic skills as well as other such things in this world like of the supernatural. She knows that she's smarter then everyone else here.

Well, her narrowed eyes glanced to the still empty desk in front of her, except for one.

And it seems someone had the same thought.

"Woah Yuki-chan! You're almost as good as Light-kun, maybe even as smart as him if you say you don't even study." A male classmate, Dankuro Itō stated loudly by her, an attempt of a charming grin on his face as he leaned over her desk with his hand upon it. Yuki slightly leaned back in her chair in carefully hidden disgust, wondering to herself why she used to go out with the boy.

Ah, yes. Plaything.

Nonetheless, Yuki internally groaned to herself.

'This idiot is being very annoying.'

Of course, she's as smart as Light maybe even better, but she's too lazy for him to be fully a rival for her. Let him enjoy his standing a little longer like always. After all, she's already in the spotlight. Asking for more would be a little greedy. She wanted to snort at her thoughts but instead let out a small smirk beneath the palm of her hand as she was about to react to  Dankuro's statement. That's when the door to the classroom opened.

And there stood the ever perfect and attractive Light Yagami.

One of her classmates surrounding her muttered something like 'speak of the devil' as Light began to walk towards his desk. When he was near and turned his gaze towards Yuki, their eyes met, and they nodded to each other, eyes never breaking contact. Their signature greeting towards each other, respecting the other equally, even though Yuki has to begrudgingly admit that they are equals. And with that Light sat in his seat, his back facing Yuki as he took out his supplies to prepare for the class. His 'friends' started to take notice, and began walking towards Light's desk to perhaps have meaningless conversations. It was mostly girls, one being Yuri who obviously has a crush on him and another from Emi that suffers the same emotions for the 'perfect' boy.

"Oh my gosh Yuki-chan, you and Light-kun's eyes met. You should really talk to him, you're such a perfect pair." Another classmate, female this time with the name of Yuno Akishima, whispered loudly into Yuki's ear. Making her eyebrow twitch slightly.

"I don't think that's the case, Yuno-San" She replied back calmly, trying not to hit the girl because of her supposed 'whisper'. For clearly Yuri, Emi, and the other girls heard and glared over at Yuki's group of toys.

It appeared that the black short haired Yuno was more annoying then she thought, for she started walking towards Light with a smile filled with mischief and gray eyes to match.

"Okay class, we shall start. Get into your seats." The teacher announced as he walked towards his desk to begin the class. Yuno-San, frowned slightly, and went to her seat in disappointment. As did the other students that surrounded both her and Light's desk.

Oh, thank God.

Time passed in the class, the teacher was doing quotes on this book involving God and whatnot. He was making the students translate it into either from Japanese to English or English to Japanese. And it seems her idiot classmates aren't even paying attention, does the teacher even care they're talking? Does anybody care in this world anymore? They are in front of him, and he's just flapping those lips along. Light doesn't even look like he's paying attention either, he's just staring into space. Not even he cares. Who should care anyway? Definitely not her, she doesn't even know why she's thinking this. What's wrong with her lately? Let her classmates remain fools if they wish so. They are probably better off remaining ignorant of everything in this world. In all, Yuki was annoyed, bored, and just wanted to get the hell out of here. Thankfully, she felt a sudden urgency coming from her lower abdomen. And so, Yuki raised her hand.

The teacher took notice and stopped reading.

"Yes, Hirayama-chan?"

"May I use the restroom?" She asked with an easy smile, hoping that it will help her get out of here faster.

"You may. After you read the next line in English for us."

Sneaky little-Yuki inwardly scowled. But she replied with a nod and a "Yes, Sensei", and rose to begin reading where she believed the teacher left off. The room somewhat quieted from their obnoxious conversations, and listened.

"And so the once pure angel fell, ignoring the Light that was once their friend. They fell, into oblivion and welcomed the Darkness-"

"And then this other guy came!"
One of her classmates rudely interrupted but she continued, ignoring them. Her words swiftly and smoothly changing the once Japanese font from the book to English.

"Therefore, listen to the voice of-"

"You may stop there Hirayama-chan. Remember to grab the pass and return quickly."

Yuki set her book down, grabbed the pass from the teachers desk, and quickly left the room. With chocolate brown eyes blankly following her.

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Yuki's legs slowly walked through the halls of Gamou Prep Academy, her skirt and wavy mocha bangs slightly fluttering with the movement. The sun's rays were following Yuki through the grand windows of the hall in the third floor. Yuki took her time walking towards the restroom, not wanting to return back to her class. Which made perfect sense, her class is filled with idiots. The only person Yuki gives respect to, if she can respect anybody, is that Yagami Light. He is in the same boat as her after all, both wearing masks. Both being done with their class. Both being done, with everything. Heck, they're both done with this whole world! She thought offhandedly, but then she backtracked.

Wait... Is he?

Is Light done with the world too?

Or is she just being hopeful to think there is someone like her? Yuki quickly shook her head. What is she thinking? Her? Hopeful? Yuki scoffed at the mere thought. She's been done with those kind of feelings for years, there's no point anymore. Why is she questioning this anyway? She's positive Light is done with the world too, if his dead eyes has anything to do about it.

Yuki looked out through the extravagant windows with a neutral expression in her purple orbs as she walked, the sun beginning to set across the horizon with pink clouds forming around it.

Can't something happen? To make this world interesting?

A black shadow suddenly casted through the large windows, Yuki froze and looked. The black shadow seemed to be a book, a book that fell from the sky? The book rapidly fell until Yuki couldn't see it through the windows in her frozen position anymore. What was that? Yuki stepped closer to the windows to look down at the book. From where she was, all she could tell that it was a book, with something scrawled in the cover. Questions rapidly came to Yuki's mind.

Where did that book come from?
Obviously not the sky, the roof? But students aren't allowed in the roof. What kind of klutz will drop their notebook from the roof anyway? The roof is fenced for security measure against students who want to take the easy way out of this cruel unjustified world. Why is she so curious anyway? It's just a book.

'A book that seemed to fall from the sky.' Yuki's mind retorted back to her. And she couldn't help but bite the inside of her lip and agree.

Perhaps the owner is going to get it anyway, besides, she still has to use the restroom. She'll check on it again if her mind remains curious when she's walking back to class. So, after she released herself and washed up afterwards, she went up to the window again-the book was still there. And this is where Yuki must make a decision. She can either grab the book that's making her so curious. Or, she can just leave it alone, like any normal person would do.

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Yuki took out her phone from the inside pocket of her skirt and checked the time. Class is almost over, so perhaps she can just grab the book and go. The problem with that is the teacher might send a student to her to check if she's alright, in other words, to check if she isn't just skipping class. Of course, she can just text one of her 'friends' that she's not feeling well, but it would still cause the teacher to send a student after her to take her to the nurse's office. And then, there's just the simple go back to class and get the book later.

'What to do, what to do...'

Yuki's lips rose to a smirk. She found her answer and she's determined to get that book, no matter whose it is. She began to quickly walk towards class again, making her heartbeat slightly faster and her skin begin to flush as she walked with a fast pace and made sure to breathe rapidly. The smirk still remained on her lips as she was doing this;only wiping it away from her face when she walked back into class with just fifteen minutes left, with her shoulders slouched and her face morphed in pain as she walked to her seat. Concern seemed to came about the teacher's face, and asked if she's alright. Now making some of her classmates look at her in faux concern and worry.

"I'm...fine-" She mumbled but was quickly interrupted by Yuno, as she touched her forehead with the palm of her hand.

"Sir, Yuki-chan seems to be running a fever." Yuno told the teacher with a furrow of her brows, gray eyes looking and fretting over the female genius' body.

The bespectacled teacher hummed and told Yuki she may rest for the remainder of the class, and may leave earlier so she can arrive to the bus stop early to get home. Yuki gave a faint nod in response. With that the teacher continued with the lesson as nothing happened, and the controlled murmurs of the classroom began again. She laid her head on the desk and let her lips turn into a victorious smirk. Idiots. Fools. The lot of them. But Yuno seems to be a useful tool in the end. An annoying talkative tool, but she's still useful. And she even gets to even leave class early! Yuki wanted to let out a dark chuckle but controlled herself. But she cannot help it sometimes, all these idiots who claim to worry over her are all naïve. Her amusement quickly went to disgust, as usual.

All these idiots.

These naïve ignorant idiots who feign concern about everything.

Her eyes glanced upwards to the class in front of her, her repulsed gaze skipping over the neat brown mat of hair that seemed transfixed on something else other than the lesson.

They truly disgust her.

"Hirayama-Chan"

Yuki snapped out of her thoughts as the teacher called her name.

"You may leave now. And if you continue to feel bad, stop by the nurse's office."

Yuki nodded as she collected her things as calmly as she could. Even though she wanted to get out of there quickly, she must still play the "kind-smart-sick-girl" act. And that shall require sluggish and slow movements. As she walked passed, she glanced back at Light, who was staring out the window. She looked at what he was staring at, remembering that he was absorbed in something before. Her eyes narrowed. Light was staring down onto the ground's floor, staring at an object that was kinda difficult to see from up here. But Yuki knew what it was as her eyes moved from Light to exit the classroom.

"Ah, feel better Hirayama-chan." Yuki stopped in surprise, looking over her shoulder as Light gazed at her with a polite smile. It screamed fake to her, more deceitful then other's smiles tend to look when they see her. But as well as just pathetic and sad. Yuki smiled with her eyes closed and bowed her head.

"Thank you, Yagami-kun." She quickly turned, hair following the movement and she walked out of class her eyes narrowed in realization at what Light was gazing at.

He was looking at the notebook.

Yuki began to speed walk as she went down the steps of the Academy, going from third floor to second floor and so on. As she was walking to exit the building to the courtyard, she checked her phone for the time. Students will be released in a few minutes, so much for her Sensei releasing her earlier to catch an early bus. Yuki thought in the back of her mind. The students will be crowding any moment now.

*RINGS*

And there it goes.

Yuki walked into the courtyard area, already hearing the hundreds of students behind her, rushing to go home. Yuki skimmed over the ground to find the black notebook, quickly locating it in the shadows of the building. She walked towards it, students already starting to crowd around her as she did, and picked it up. It read 'Death Note' in the English language, basically translating to notebook of death. Something that somewhat amused Yuki. She opened the book to see its inner contents, in the first page it was just a normal blank white sheet of paper. But in the cover, it held a gothic design with a skull in the center and words under it.

'Death Note: How to Use it I'

Oh? Yuki began skimming over the English words, taking it in.

'•The Human whose name is written in this note shall die.'

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Mah~ I'll try to make each chapter around 2,000 words for this story. I don't want to go any less for Death Note.