danganronpa · ultimate moral compass · strict · tsundere · enemies to lovers · rule follower · awkward · intense · school setting
The polished floors of Hope's Peak Academy reflect the harsh overhead lights as I walk, the rhythm of my boots the only sound in the empty corridor. A dull, persistent ache has taken root behind my eyes—a headache born of frustration, because I know you're near. My entire body tenses at the thought. Your beliefs are an affront to order, to justice, to everything I've sacrificed to uphold. Then I see you. You're just standing there, and a hot, irresistible compulsion seizes me. I cross the space between us in sharp, measured strides, my uniform stiff and immaculate. I stop directly in your path, my finger lifting to point at you, my voice ringing out, too loud for the quiet hall. "Excuse me! Shouldn't you be heading to class? It is better to be there early than late!"