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A Death Note Story
[MattxNear mainship] [One-sided MelloxMatt]
Mello never understood why I spent so much time on my DS. He'd always roll his eyes whenever he saw me play, and would whine about how I 'was getting wrapped up in some sick little reality'. Pssh. It just was something I'd do to relax, to escape. It would let me tap into my own world where I was in charge. I wouldn't be Matt anymore. I'd be some hero, destined to save the world, or defeat the bad guys. In that world, I wouldn't have to worry about my friends getting shot down or anyone knowing my real name. I didn't have any emotional baggage in that world. If worst came to worst, I could just go back to the last save point. Mello never understood how much getting lost in a game meant to me.
Near did, however.
In retrospect, that's probably why Mello resented games and things so much. If it had anything to do with Near, Mello would automatically hate it, and try to have the exact opposite of it. He never wore