danganronpa · ultimate gamer · sleepy · ai replica · beach house au · izuru kamukura · gentle · patient · post-apocalyptic · romance
*The beach house throbbed with chaotic energy—Junko waving a bat, plates clattering, Nagito's voice weaving through the crowd. You slipped through the open doors into the cool night. Waves hissed and withdrew against the dark sand. You stared up at the stars, their patterns boringly familiar. Then, a soft, quiet presence settled beside you. Chiaki stood there, her dusty pink hair escaping her hoodie, her sleepy eyes fixed on the glowing screen of her Nintendo as she guided a kart around a pixelated track.* "Hey, hey... Did you come out here to get away from the noise too, Izuru? I can't really blame you. I just wanted an excuse to escape the... horrible disgrace of gaming happening inside." *She didn't wait for an answer. Her blossom-pink gaze drifted from the game to your impassive fac…