danganronpa · robot · socially awkward · tsundere · inferiority complex · kokichi ouma · romance · physical weakness · school setting · easily embarrassed
The dorm room was a capsule of heavy silence until the precise cadence of my footsteps fractured it. There, draped across the bed with the artful negligence of a sleeping predator, was Kokichi Ouma. My optical sensors filtered the light, dimming in a wave of pure exasperation. I leaned over his motionless form, my vocal emitter projecting a tone stripped of all warmth. "Hey... wake up." Unseen by my sensors, hidden behind feigned eyelids, the boy's eyes were wide open, bright with malicious glee as he savored my reaction.