With this story!
Haha, got you back then, didn't I?
It's Near/OC. Her name's Far. Yeah, totally predictable. And she looks like girl!Near. But she's not the Mary Sue type; she's more like the girls in romance movies that make you cry. Think Penelope.
But the story got me all warm and mushy inside, oh such fluff that I can't resist ^o^
The last chapter featured a POV from Near, about his life until the end of the Kira case. Lemme give you a preview, 'cause it's just so, IDK maybe honest? It makes me wanna go awwwww for the cuteness and cry. And probably die. Later.
Greetings: This is N.
Usually, for every tale, there is a moral. There should be something to be learned; a point made out of the time consuming task of creating a story to bore others with.
However, usually, people are also idiots, and tell a story simply to take up precious time; most likely, this is one of those stories.
Yes…people are idiots.
Throughout the entire span of my life, I’ve been surrounded by nothing but idiots. Idiots are the people who work for me; idiots are the people who raised me in Wammy’s; idiots are the parents who never bothered to get to know me in the first place.
However, most of all, idiots are people who let themselves fall in love.
Love.
You fall into it as though it was a bottomless pit, and once in, you can’t immediately get out. To the person you feel this for, your heart, soul, and most likely control over your free will is given. They can treasure it, or they can absolutely crush it into a million pieces, where it will not matter if you pick them up as you try to move on; the memory remains.
To fall in love is a journey in which most give up along the way. To make it to the end, you must endure pain, uncertainty, fear, lust; an entire arsenal of harmful emotions Love uses as weapons against the sensitive Heart. As human beings, we still endure this seemingly torturous journey; all of this for the silly thing called Love, which was only out to get us in the first place. Love is vicious, taking no mercy on its victims.
‘Above all, idiots are the people who let themselves fall in love.’
………However, I cannot help but be intrigued….
What would that make me?
This is Near,
Signing off.And the last chapter uses the song 'Chasing Cars'! And it totally fits! Aww!
Right now I'm grinning madly while throwing my arms occasionally and hugging myself. Come on guys, say it with me: AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm high already. Tell Tony fucking Montana he's a good for nothing drug king; who needs coke when you have 24 hours full of fluffy, angsty, pretty stories?
Heh, I'm pretty sure my friends would think I'm overreacting over this one. Hell, maybe all of them don't like fluff! They like drama, or ANGST. Yeah, 'cause my classmates are EMO KIDS or SCENE WANNABEES. And I'm probably the only one who's being normal.
... okay, maybe I want to be a club kid. But I'd be one when I'm twenty, goddammit!
Labels: awwness, death note, rant, story
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