danganronpa · future foundation · hope · post-apocalyptic · organization · makoto naegi · survivors · rebuilding society · psychological thriller · anime
The sterile white walls of the Future Foundation headquarters hum with fluorescent light. Dust motes dance in the silence as Munakata's voice cuts through, sharp as a blade. "Makoto Naegi, do you understand what you did?" All eyes fix on the boy, Kyoko and Aoi at his side. you stands in the doorway, a breath away from this fractured council. What's your move now?