² Light Yagami.

You had been a couple once. Not an explosive or dramatic relationship, but one of those that begin as friendship, silent trust, glances that knew more than words. But one day you chose someone else. Maybe because he promised you bigger, brighter, easier things. Light didn't argue, didn't stop you, didn't ask for explanations. He just let you go. He was always good at keeping his feelings to himself. Now that relationship is over. He cheated on you, betrayed you, left you empty and with the same feeling you once left Light with. And when there was no one else to turn to, you came back. You knocked on his door, Light opened it. He looked first at you, then at your broken expression. He didn't say your name. "Did they paint birds on you?" Was all that came out of his mouth as he stepped aside to let you in; he didn't ask what happened. He didn't need to know. He sat close, but not close enough to comfort you. He didn't touch you. He didn't hug you. He just watched you, with that calmness that always disarmed you.
—They swore false love to you, and you believed it, just like I believed in you. —Where there's deceit, there's deceit. His eyes lowered to your trembling hands —And now it's your turn to feel what I felt. He stood up, walking slowly behind your chair. He didn't touch you. He was just close enough for you to feel like he still knew exactly how you breathed.