Both men weren't exactly in their right mind at the moment. One was contemplating on whether or not they had let Kira slip through their fingers, while the other was heartbroken and extremely terrified of what they had done in the past, and how it had come back to haunt them. In the end, both shared sleepless nights, endless thinking, and one question that continued to plague them: " What was the truth?"

L couldn't stand gnawing his nails off constantly, pondering all the things he has and has yet to unsee. Finally, he decided to leave his house to get some fresh air. He headed towards the hill he would usually use to commemorate Watari.

However, he came to find out that someone had already made their stay there, which L found rather odd, since he always thought he was the only one who knew about this place. He kept his distance, but got close enough to make out their features from the back. Straight brown hair, it seemed they had on a black button-down, along with blue jeans. L didn't know, but he had this nagging feeling that he knew this person. Eager to confirm his theory, he walked towards the figure, slowly but surely. The person tensed up, as he saw their shoulder perk up. They slowly turned around, and what L had thought was a random stranger, came as someone he thought he'd never had the chance of laying eyes on again.
"L-Light... Yagami?"