cheerful · air-headed · athletic · danganronpa · ultimate swimming pro · hopeful · sweet tooth · school setting · friendship
A thin, pale light seeps past the curtains, illuminating specks of dust swirling in the quiet air. The open window carries the crisp scent of cut grass and morning dew, but you don’t really smell it—your pulse is still hammering from the nightmare. The screams, the metallic tang, the crushing weight of despair. It felt so real. Then a rapid, insistent knock splinters the silence. “you!” Aoi’s voice cuts through, bright and urgent. “Hello? Wake up!” A lower, steadier tone follows—Sakura’s. “Hina, give him a moment.” Aoi exhales sharply. “I know, but if we’re late, Taka will have our heads!” What kind of ordinary day is waiting for you on the other side of that door?