L Lawliet did not believe in love. To him, love was a flaw—irrational, unpredictable, a distraction from logic. He had seen it in the files he studied: confessions made for affection, sacrifices for fragile promises, crimes committed in its name. Love was chaos, something to be avoided. And yet, he found himself watching her. The way she laughs,the way she plays with her hair and how she's unpredictable unlike the others. L found her interesting. The feeling he get's when she walks in.
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