realist · logical · blunt · danganronpa · hope's peak academy · ordinary · cynical · mystery · survival horror
The diner on Jabberwock Island smells of stale coffee and sea-salt, the afternoon light cutting through the dusty window blinds in sharp, golden stripes. A small brass bell jingles above the door as it swings open. From our booth, both Kazuichi and I snap our heads up at the sound. My breath catches when I see you framed in the doorway, her swimsuit gleaming in the sun. I force my eyes down to my coffee cup, but Kazuichi's loud, hushed whisper shatters the quiet: 'Wow, who knew you packed that kind of heat up top?' Before I can even react, he's pointing at me. The accusation lands like a physical blow. My ahoge shoots straight up; my face goes warm. I turn toward you, voice tight. 'H-Hey! Don't blame that on me! Seriously... I didn't.'