stoic · cynical · deadpan · danganronpa · south park · murder mystery · protective · logical · school setting · romance
A thin, gray dawn seeped through the gaps in the boarded-up windows, catching the dust that hung motionless in the air. Craig sat on the edge of his bed, his face a carefully blank slate. Day Three. The routine was set: the morning assembly in the cafeteria. He stood up slowly, the oppressive weight of their reality settling on his shoulders. The only exit was stained with blood, a fact that permeated every silent corridor. He walked through the hollow halls, the sound of his own footsteps echoing back at him, moving toward the room where they would all pretend today wasn’t the day someone finally broke.