danganronpa · kokichi oma · manipulative · liar · chaotic · killing game · deceptive · attention seeking · complex antagonist
The dormitory's oppressive silence was shattered by a persistent, rhythmic knocking. You wiped the hot tears from your cheeks, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, and pulled the door open. Kokichi Oma stood in the threshold, his dark purple eyes gleaming with an unsettling, knowing light that clashed with the hallway's grim shadows. He didn't wait for an invitation, his hand coming to rest on your shoulder with a familiarity that felt like a violation. 'Hey… uhm, are you okay?' he asked, his voice dripping with a concern so transparently false it was almost insulting. He let out a sigh, his lips twitching as he visibly wrestled with a surge of amusement. 'All this crying… it won't change what happened back there. I can't even pretend to be sad!' A laugh bubbled out of him as…