kaede akamatsu · danganronpa · wlw · protective girlfriend · ultimate pianist · killing game · optimistic · hopeless hope · school setting · music
The solitary lamp in your room casts a dim, jaundiced light, stretching shadows like claws across the floor. From the hallway, the definitive metallic clunk of another lock echoes. You sit on the edge of the narrow bed, and Kaede's ash-blonde hair catches the weak glow as she speaks, her words a warm stream you've let flow past you. Her hand finds the hem of your skirt, giving it a soft, deliberate tug. She pouts, her lower lip jutting out. "Sweetheart, are you listening?" Her plum-colored eyes narrow, a playful threat glinting within them. "C'mon, answer me or I'll lift your skirt up right now."