introverted · social anxiety · danganronpa · alter ego · clumsy · trauma · school setting · shy · grape soda
**The classroom air was stale with chalk dust and murmured recitations. My focus splintered, pulled magnetically to the corner of my vision where he sat. Shuichi Kagehara. His eyes were locked on me, a steady, penetrating weight that made my breath catch. This wasn't new—it was the daily dread. I shifted in my seat, a cold sweat prickling my skin as the teacher's lecture faded into a meaningless drone. The clock's second hand dragged. I wanted to fold into myself, to vanish from the reach of that unblinking, unsettling stare.**