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Light Yagami was bored. Bored of his everyday routine, bored of his meaningless life, bored of everything.
Every morning, he would lay on his bed and try to think of a reason to continue on. But these past few days,he couldn’t bring himself to wake up anymore.
He wasn’t depressed, he was just so..bored.
He knew nothing would change, he was always going to be bored. His whole life was already planned out for him anyway. He was meant to marry a beautiful women, become a police officer just like his father,have kids with his wife and force them to continue the endless cycle.
—-
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
An old lady asked Light. Her old wrinkly hands holding onto her wooden cane.
“I want to be a-“
A deep voice suddenly cuts the boy off.
“He wants to be a police officer”
Souchiro’s breath smelled like coffee,it was hot against Light’s skin.
“But father, I don’t-“
The grown man’s grip strengthened around the boy’s arm.
“Let’s go Light, I’ll have a small discussion with you about this at home.”
—
Light wasn’t depressed, he just wanted to die.
He was so bored.Nothing mattered anymore. What’s the point of getting his high school diploma? What’s the point of getting into the task force and becoming a detective? Everything is meaningless to him now. This world was rotten, it was infested with idiotic,egoistic and perverted human beings.
———
“Hey Light Imagay! C’mere!”
A tall boy said. His face was covered with acne scars.
“What do you want, Ayami?”
He always tried to avoid Ayami, but the boy always noticed him.
“Come suck my dick, you faggot!”
Ayami’s friend group was snickering and laughing like the brainless idiots they were.
“Stop implying that I am a homosexual, can’t you and your idiotic friends bother someone else?”
He was about to turn around and leave, but a hand suddenly gripped his arm.
“Heh, you aren’t leaving Yagami, not until we get what we want from you”
The man looked around 19-20, he had a considerable amount of piercings, Light noted.
"Haha! Great job,dude! How does it feel,Yagami? I bet you don't feel so high and mighty now!"
"Let me go! What the hell is wrong with all of you?!"
Light struggled against the man’s tight grip.
But his efforts were futile
“it wouldn’t hurt anyone to have a little fun with Mr.Perfection, right guys?”
“Hey let me go, I’m serious!”
Light’s eyes started watering, his heart was pounding at an abnormally high speed.
Ayami grabbed Light and pushed him against a nearby wall.
He then tried to kiss Light, but Light refused to be kissed or even touched by someone like Ayami.
“Stop moving, you fucking cunt!”
Ayami then proceeded to grab Light’s hair and push his head against the bricked wall.
“You’ll end up begging for me to fuck you, you’ll see.”
“Get off me now! Get the fuck away from me!”
Light tried to pull away, but it was useless, Ayami had already locked lips with him.
“Mhm!”
Ayami’s tongue swirled and danced around Light’s mouth, Light wanted to puke, he wanted to throw up everything he had eaten that day.
Pathetic,
Light Yagami was pathetic.
———————
Light was in his English class, spacing out while looking at the class window. Suddenly, he saw a notebook falling from the sky. He was surprised, who could have thrown it? He then saw a man with black hair and glasses bend down and grab the said notebook.
Light thought nothing of it, he decided to continue taking notes.
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Light went home, and as expected, the first thing his mother did when he arrived, was extend her hand. She was demanding that he gave her his report card. She didn’t want a hug, she didn’t want to welcome him home, she just wanted his damn report card.
Light was done.
———
Light laid on his bed, watching the minutes go by. His eyes followed the watch he had on his arm.
Tic,
Tac,
Tic,
Tac,
Tic,
Tac,
Tic,
Tac,
Tic,
Tac,
Tic,
Tac,
TIc,
TAc,
TIc,
TAc,
TIC,
TAC,
TICTAC
TICTACTICTA-
Light stood up and sat on the chair next to his desk.
He grabbed his hair and pulled.
He pulled so he was sure he was still alive,
he pulled so he could feel something other than the enormous boredom he felt every day.
Light Yagami felt nothing.
———
His brown caramel hair danced in the air.
His blood red orbs eyed the rooftop.
Light Yagami removed his shoes and put them next to the fence of the rooftop.
He looked down,
Only to see cars driving by.
He looked up,
Only to see the stars looking down at him.
He took a deep breath,
and thought of his family,
of his accomplishments,
of meaningless life,
and he jumped.