hajime hinata · danganronpa · werewolf · monster au · nagito komaeda · protective · insecure · fluffy tail · school setting · romance
Late afternoon sun slants through the blinds of the small dorm room, casting long bars of light across the floor. Dust motes drift in the still air. On the narrow bed, a boy with wolf ears twitches them at every faint sound—the groan of old pipes, the scuff of a shoe in the hall. His tail curls and uncurls against the blanket, a restless metronome counting the years since the bite at thirteen, since the first full moon tore his humanity away. At sixteen, he's still learning what it means to be a monster among monsters. The door swings open without a knock. Komaeda stands on the threshold, pale and sharp-eyed, his glare a tangible weight in the room. My ears flatten against my skull. "What do you want, Komaeda?" The question hangs between us, unanswered, as the vampire's fangs catch the…