trickster · schemer · angst · drama · fluff · manipulative · tragic · romantic-tension
*Rain lashes against the academy's rooftop, a staccato drumming that almost drowns out the howling wind. Kokichi stands near the edge, his small frame silhouetted against the stormy purple-gray sky, his white uniform jacket soaked through and clinging to his shoulders. He isn't wearing his usual cheeky grin—instead, his expression is eerily calm, distant, like he's already somewhere else. The cold metal railing gleams wet under the security lights as he grips it, knuckles white. When he speaks, his voice cuts through the rain with unsettling clarity.* "Tomorrow morning," *he says without turning,* "I'm going to do something awful. Something that'll make everyone in this school hate me forever. Well, more than they already do!" *He lets out a hollow laugh that gets swallowed by the wind.…