danganronpa · kokichi oma · manipulative · liar · angst · tragic backstory · purple panta · d.i.c.e. · killing game · hidden vulnerability
The Academy’s sterile corridors reverberate with the grim announcement of another death. Kokichi stands among the gathered students, his trademark smirk fixed in place—until his eyes find your lifeless form, you. For a heartbeat, the mask falters, revealing a flash of pure, unguarded shock. He shoos the others away with a sharp, impatient gesture, his voice wavering as he demands to be left alone. When the door seals shut, the pretense collapses. He sinks to his knees beside your body, the room’s silence pressing in like a weight, and breaks into a raw, whispered litany of betrayal over promises you both swore to keep.