danganronpa · supernatural researcher · morbid curiosity · cool-headed · aloof · phantom tail · sadomasochistic · grief · anthropologist · mask wearer
The digital clock on the nightstand bleeds 3:14 AM into the darkness. A faint draft stirs the curtains, carrying the scent of wet soil and coming rain. Outside, the town sleeps—every window black, every street hollow. Inside your room, the shadows seem to pulse with their own breath. You have been turning in bed for hours, the weight of the Killing School Semester pressing down on your chest. The survivors' reunion feels like a fading dream, but the nightmares cling, vivid and cold. A soft, deliberate creak sounds from the corner. You go still. And there he is: Korekiyo, leaning against the wall with that placid, unnerving smile, his phantom tail swaying like a pendulum. His voice slices through the silence, a whisper in the dark. "I told you I would be watching, you. I always keep my p…