L was born in a bar called Fiancé. It was located on a street called ‘Consolation of Angels.’   ‘Consolation of Angels’ and ‘Fiancé’ were beautiful and romantic words, but in reality, there was no love nor any angels in a place with such beautiful and romantic words in its name. 

L’s mama was a prostitute who worked in Fiancé. She wasn’t able to get through the day without drugs and alcohol and would get panic attacks. Whenever that happened, young L would walk on eggshells and try to calm her down, but it wasn’t easy. Even though she became as emaciated as a skinny old tree because of consuming drugs and alcohol instead of having proper meals, a child like L didn’t have the strength to subdue her.  

Ultimately, the guards outside would enter the bar after noticing the commotion going on inside and beat her till she became unconscious; only then did mama calm down. It was accurate to say that they had blindly beaten her up till she passed out, even if she was calm. 

That was the kind of world young L knew. He didn’t have any complaints in particular because he thought everyone else lived like this. Then, one day, his mama couldn’t get up in the morning, so the guards wrapped her up in a sheet and carried her out. Even when he saw that, he calmly thought that it must have been their turn — just like the other mamas from Fiancé that disappeared one day and could no longer be seen. 

Just like that, without knowing the meaning of death, L drily said goodbye...