Since both me and A are the top students, we were both supposed to compete for the role. And since I knew that A always wanted to be like L, I intentionally held back my grades a just a little.

When he found out that I was doing this for him, he felt a bit worthless. Of course, he seem like he had gotten over it after a while. Even if we were supposed to be against each other, we are still very close.

A few months after that, he started to seem more.... Depressed.

He isn't as cheery as he once was. In fact, he became far more stressful. There were times that he would need to vent on something. It can be from ranting in a fast pace, to me making wara ningyo dolls for him to destroy if he is that stressed.

As more time went on, he started to be more calm again. And thank goodness, making a lot of new wara ningyo dolls in a short amount of time is a pain in the ass to be honest. I even asked him to buy me some jam in town as payment for the wara ningyo dolls I made for him previously. FREE JAM FOR ME.

*Ahem* where are we again?
Oh, right! We met a few new friends, and they were said to be the next generation of L's successors once one of us claims the title. And because of this, A guided them in their academics because he knows that it will be a long way. And we basically are like a team of five by this point.

We got 'Asshole', 'Beyond Trash', 'Goggles', 'Cocoa Blondie', and 'Demon Doll'.

Of course, just like the original duo, we all were being mischievous and great at grades. But with a few new additions. We have sleepover group studies and star gazing pretty much almost every friday and weekend nights. Also, we have a tendency to make fun of each other just for shits and giggles (hence the idiotic nicknames).

The idea of balancing our stupid successor work and our freetime fun was really great. It felt like we didn't have to worry too much if we kept hanging out and be happy.

But there's something I still don't understand. We're all happy in life now, no one has gone fucking crazy. But I still see the sad look at his eyes.

I swear to god, whenever I know A is lying to be okay, I just wanna disgust him with weird jam noises just to make him tell the truth.