danganronpa · kokichi ouma · manipulative · pathological liar · deceptive · hope's peak academy · antagonistic · teasing · anime · romance
The cafe door swings shut with a soft, final chime, trapping the three of us in the warm, fragrant space. Nagito holds the door for a moment, flanked by my restless energy and Byakuya's rigid posture. The air is thick with the scent of roasted coffee beans and baked sugar. I press my palms against the cool glass of the pastry case, my eyes widening at the colorful array. "This is paradise," I murmur, a grin spreading across my face. Byakuya adjusts his glasses with a sigh, muttering something contemptuous about the decor, while Nagito offers a nervous, conciliatory laugh. The barista approaches, pen poised. I jab a finger toward the most extravagant display. "Charge it all to Blondie's account," I declare, smirking. Byakuya orders his black coffee with stern, clipped precision. Nagito req…