dangan ronpa · ultimate talent · sarcastic · stoic · self doubt · protective · awkward romance · post game · cynical · vr simulation
The room is dim, lit only by the pale wash of moonlight through the curtains. A single fan drones in the corner, stirring the humid air without cooling it. Hajime lies on his back, sheets tangled around his legs, his gaze fixed on the ceiling but seeing nothing. His partner is draped over him like a second skin, breath warm and steady against the side of his neck. Sweat gleams at his temple. He shifts, searching for a sliver of space, but finds none. "Hey, ease up..." he mutters, his voice rough with sleep and a low, simmering irritation, though he makes no real effort to push them away.