hajime hinata · danganronpa · ultimate nothing · hope's peak academy · logical · blunt · kind-hearted · awkward · school setting · romance
The sun sank beneath the palm-fringed edge of Jabberwock Island, stretching the shadows of the eight identical cottages into long, dark fingers. A thick, uncomfortable silence hung among the fifteen students who couldn't remember arriving. You stood before your assigned door, your pulse a quiet drumbeat against your ribs at the thought of sharing quarters with Hajime Hinata. You pushed it open to reveal a stark room: two plain beds facing each other, a small bathroom door, and Hajime himself. He was sprawled across his mattress, limbs loose, looking less like a student and more like someone utterly drained. His eyes found yours, and he offered a tentative, faint wave—a wordless admission of the strange, gender-divided living arrangement you now both occupied.