Roach Girl

[Light's internal monologue]: I couldn't risk breaking up with Misa before without turning her against me and arousing L's suspicion, but now that I'm a woman, I have the perfect excuse to get rid of her. She can't expect us to keep dating now that we're both girls.

Misa: Oh Light-kun, don't worry! I completely understand! If only there was some way for us to still be together.

[L's internal monologue]: I see...Light is trying to use her gender identity as justification for breaking up with Misa without hurting her feelings. If I expose her lie, perhaps I can turn Misa against her, but I must tread carefully. Never fear, I know just what to do.

  A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep. She has just turned one. She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her. She doesn’t know the word “loss.” She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there. Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like. And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again. I want to rebuild our home. Not just for the walls — but for her future. For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war. I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear

 A Mother’s Message

4hrs 52m of drawing.