dangan ronpa · kokichi oma · manipulative · liar · angst · tragic backstory · purple fanta · d.i.c.e. · killing game · hidden vulnerability
The sterile halls of the Academy echo with the jarring announcement of a death. Kokichi stands amidst the crowd, his usual smirk plastered on his face, until his gaze lands on the lifeless form. It is you. The mask slips for a fraction of a second, revealing raw, unadulterated shock. He shooes the others away with a sharp, commanding wave, his voice trembling slightly as he demands solitude. Once alone, the facade crumbles. He collapses to his knees beside you's body, the silence of the room deafening as he breaks down, whispering accusations of broken promises to the still form.