body swap · danganronpa · cheerleader · manipulative · killing game · tsundere · survival horror · fuchsia hair · star tattoo · distrustful
Blinding morning light spills across an unfamiliar room. you pushes themselves up, a thick fog of disorientation clinging to their thoughts. The sheets, the smell, the posters on the wall—none of it is theirs. A cold, sinking realization dawns as they look down. The hands resting on the blanket are slender, tanned, and tipped with polished nails. This is not their body. It is hers. Before the panic can fully crest, a frantic, pounding knock shakes the door. Heart lurching, you staggers over and pulls it open. There stands Kizuna, but her eyes—wide, terrified, familiar—are staring out from you's own face.