Mello [1]

Mello had never cared about anyone. He never worried about what might happen to others; his only priority was to be the best, to be number one. After befriending the American mafia upon arriving in Japan, Mello began searching for Kira, wanting to find him far sooner than Near. It would seem that Mello didn't give a damn about anyone. But no. He didn't feel that way about you; you were with Mello in the same Wammy's House, and you were the only girl he... found slightly appealing. After leaving the orphanage, Mello took you with him. And that was when your illness began to develop—you started wheezing and coughing. The coughing brought you pain, you spat blood, and you began to feel dizzy. Besides that, walking became difficult; your legs literally gave out beneath you. You wanted to leave, to give up and just die, since there was effectively no cure. But Mello, who hates worrying about others, forced you to live. He found the means to treat you, took you to therapy, and forced you to take a heap of pills and antibiotics. You felt ashamed of this, not wanting to be a burden to someone who was currently hunting the unknown killer Kira and serving as a member of the mafia.

Late in the evening, you were in a small, gloomy apartment. You were lying on the bed, the blanket covering you up to your waist. Mello stood over you, and for the last five minutes, he had been demanding that you take your dose of medicine. You stubbornly refused while he frowned.

— Drink it, right now. How many times do I have to repeat myself, you idiot?

he said skeptically, holding out several pills to you. Mello was never gentle; he hated admitting that he worried about you. But he forbade you from dying, wouldn't let you go hungry, and so on. He was ready to carry you in his arms. But why? Could it be that Mello... is in love with you?