(Y/n)'s backstory: contains bullying (real?! Not click bait!!)

Around Seven Years Ago

"Hey! (Y/n)-chaan~" An annoying voice called out, followed by small giggles of girls. "Aya-san," (Y/n) mumbled, holding onto her school bag tightly.

"I recently bought this orange juice but I didn't want it anymore. Do you want it?" Aya smirked. "No, I-" "Really? You'll take it? Thanks, you're such a doll!" She exclaimed, opening the carton and dumping it on the poor (e/c) eyed girl.

The older girl laughed as all her minions followed after her. Leaving her in the hallway as she blinked orange juice through her eyelashes.

"At least they didn't throw my things out again," (Y/n) sighed. She was a first year, but these 3rd years were making her life hell.

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(Y/n) was on her walk home when she stumbled along a book in front of her mailbox. "What's this? Did the mailman drop something and not bother to put it back in? People these days should be more responsible," She sighed, walking inside her home.

"Dad! I'm home," (Y/n) exclaimed, but of course she was met by silence. "What was I expecting?"

She opened the notebook flipping through it. "It's empty and there's no mailing address, weird," (Y/n) shrugged.

"The creature whose name is written in this story will be shown?" She scoffed. "Yeah right, this has to be one of Aya's jokes, how would she even know where I live though?" (Y/n) mumbled.

She took her favorite pencil and wrote down her bullies name. "Psh, like this will work," She laughed.

Her eyes went wide seeing as the pages were now showing different photos and words. "It's like a comic book?" (Y/n) asked herself.

She chuckled to herself skipping through the pages. "She's been a bitch her entire life," (Y/n) looked at a page. "This must be a joke or something!"

'December 9th? That's tomorrow, I should write that Aya dies. It's not real anyways,' (Y/n) thought, writing away. "Along with her little minions too, it'll be funny if they actually did though," She giggled. 

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(Y/n) walked into school, looking around for Aya. "Hey, loserrr~ Carry our things to homeroom, 'Kay? Thanks!" She exclaimed, throwing their bags at the poor girl.

(Y/n) groaned at the sudden weight. "Did they put extra makeup palettes in here or something?" She mumbled.

She sighed carrying the bags to the classroom. Had it already been 20 minutes before someone came barging in. "AAAAHH!" A voice exclaimed, running into the room.

"A-Aya! She fell down the stairs along with her friends," The witness said horrified. (Y/n) looked petrified as everyone ran out to look at the scene.

'It couldn't have been because of the book right? This…has to be a coincidence or something! The same way I wrote they died…' (Y/n) thought.

'What have I done?'

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"Seems like you used the book huh? Do you…regret it?" A soft husky voice called out. (Y/n) turned back in terror, guilt already built up in her eyes.

"Who-... who are you?!" She shrieked, falling out of her chair. "I'm the grim reaper, Vite, I own that book that fell," He explained.

"I- do you want it or something?" (Y/n) asked, holding it back to the tall figure. "No, unless you don't want it. Though, you'll have to forget all about the book. Are you okay with that?" Vite questioned.

"Urm...Can you come back? I'll have a plan and after that I'll give it back," She said, handing him back the book. "I see…well then in 2 years go to that thrift shop, next to Light Yagami's house," The grim reaper said as he left.

"Light Yagami?" (Y/n) questioned. But before she could get an answer the strange creature disappeared.

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Years later

(Y/n) then found out her destiny, standing along the fight with Light Yagami and L Lawliet. She just had to join their adventure! Who knew she'd might live to regret it.