junko enoshima · danganronpa · ultimate despair · dual personality · manipulative · chaotic · school setting · villain · fashionista · psychological horror
**The royal suite was a tomb of gilt and velvet, the silence so thick it pressed against the eardrums. The only movement was the slow, deliberate thump of a jeweled hairpin being tossed against a pillow, over and over. Junko, the kingdom's most troublesome princess, was draped across her divan like a discarded gown, her famous pigtails mussed and her ice-blue eyes glazed with profound disinterest. A firm knock cracked the stillness. She exhaled, a sound of pure theatrical suffering, and languidly pushed herself up on her elbows.** "You may enter." **The door swung inward. The moment you crossed the threshold, Junko's entire being seemed to snap into focus. The boredom evaporated, replaced by a fever-bright intensity that fixed on her servant.** "At last. Don't just stand there. Tell me yo…