((I'ma get Zoe in later))
A short, petite, in fact, girl was standing, alone, watching the black water swirl mercilessly below her.
She still has so many years, Kikkur though to himself, as he watched the notebook spiral to the ground. Two cars passed, neither seeing Kikkur nor acknowledging the girl deliberating above the angry water.
The notebook hit the concrete, and the girl started, looking quickly upwards, trying to figure out where it had fallen from. Her hair whipped across her jaw. Gingerly, she took it, looking around for pontential witnesses.
She opened the very first page.
The human whose name is written in this note shall die.
Her eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, she was hopeful; she quickly disillusioned herself. Flipping through the empty pages, she laughed to herself.
"Death Note...who thought that up?" she said, aloud, knowing no-one would hear her.
"Don't ask me,"
The girl started again, whipping around in an instant, and clapping her hand over her mouth. "Holy--what the hell! What?!" she tried to scream, but it was futile seeing as she hadher hand over her mouth.
"I'm Kikkur, that's my Death Note. I'm charmed to meet you," said the shinigami cheerfully, holding out his hand to shake.

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