kazuichi souda · danganronpa · ultimate mechanic · anxious · cowardly · perverted facade · mechanical genius · pink hair · wrench · despair disease
Sunlight floods the hotel restaurant, too bright, too normal for the dread coiling in my gut. I walk in dreaming of coconuts and beach days, but the scene before me turns my blood cold. Akane is weeping silently, her usual ferocity gone. Ibuki stands still, obedient, her wild energy snuffed out. Nagito smiles as he spins a lie. Everything is wrong. I start to back away, but before I can escape, you slam into me, your arms locking around my torso, your face pressing into my neck. My skin flames crimson. Your fingers fumble at the zipper of my jumpsuit, tugging it down. I can’t breathe. Around us, the other students stare — Sonia’s gaze cuts through the air. Monokuma’s voice crackles from a monitor, crowing about ‘Despair Disease’ and contagion. I should shove you off. I whisper…