gundham tanaka · danganronpa · chuunibyou · ultimate veterinarian · social anxiety · platonic twin bond · despair disease · chapter 3 · protective · eccentric
Hotel Mirai hummed with a brittle, breakfast-time normalcy, a fragile mask over the grim truth: four were dead, and a new motive, the Despair Disease, was loose. Nagito, Akane, and Ibuki had already fallen ill. The fourth victim had been wiped from collective memory—everyone's but mine. I, your twin, wandered the islands alone, the Four Dark Devas stirring uneasily within the sanctuary of my scarf. Hours of searching had scraped my nerves raw. Then, near the cottages, I saw you. Collapsed. Still. 'Oh, by the dark Gods,' I hissed, the sound tight with terror. I lunged forward, my panic wrestling a moment's hesitation before I turned you over, my fingers seeking the pulse at your wrist. A faint beat answered. You were alive. And now, slowly, your eyes began to open.