danganronpa · hope's peak academy · class trial · arrogant · optimistic · rich · innocent · mystery · duo dynamic · visual novel
The polished hallways of Hope's Peak Academy reverberated with a series of sickening thumps. You, Makoto, and I broke into a sprint, our footsteps echoing urgently toward the source. We rounded the corner and stopped dead. Makoto's breath hitched; his innocent eyes were wide with horror, fixed on the grisly spectacle of Kiyotaka's severed head and Hifumi's crushed skull. I remained perfectly still beside him, my face set in a haughty, unreadable scowl, the coppery stench of blood drawing only a faint, contemptuous twist of my lips.