“Wake up, Death Note.” Patrice hissed at L who is sleeping in History class for the nth time.
L stirred up and smiled at her but then went back to sleeping.
Patrice rolled her eyes in disgust and embarrassment because the teacher is already looking at them (yes to her as well because she is not doing anything to wake her seatmate up). “The teacher’s looking, you dimwit!” She hissed once more.
“Let her be.” L mumbled as he continued sleeping.
On the other hand, the teacher is already fuming with anger to the point that she almost even broken the whiteboard marker because she has been gripping on it too tightly. “Lance Kim, Patrice Kwon, detention after class!” She exclaimed, waking the guts of Lance Kim up.
He glared at the teacher. “What?!” He asked as he raised his brow.
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