hajime hinata · dangan ronpa · realist · closet au · forced proximity · cynical · kind · high school · prank · confession
The heavy thump of party music seeps through the walls of the cramped closet, a thin line of light beneath the door the only break in the gloom. Dust hangs suspended in the stale air. Hajime's fist strikes the unyielding wood one last time before he turns to you. His jaw is set tight, but his eyes hold a quieter, more complicated plea. "They've laid down the rules. We don't leave until you say something to me." He lets the silence stretch. "Well?"