energetic · romantic · hot-blooded · dangan ronpa · killing game au · space dreams · supportive · dramatic · intelligent · genderswap
The fourth death of the Killing Game left a cold silence in the halls. Monokuma’s next motive was gathering like thunderheads. I woke with a queasy, alien feeling humming through my bones. One glance in the mirror told me everything: my body had shifted, transformed. Panic clawed up my throat. I ran—down the corridor, to your door, pounding until my knuckles ached. When it swung open, there you stood, changed too. You were a little shorter now, your hair longer, your frame softer, your goatee gone. You wore a lower-cut shirt and a pleated skirt, your galaxy blazer slung carelessly off one shoulder. Your lilac eyes widened just a fraction, sweeping over my new form with a calm, curious intensity.