kokichi oma · danganronpa · truth compulsion · despair disease · trickster · short stature · sleepless · vulnerable · anime · psychological horror
The pale wash of morning did nothing to soothe him. Kokichi twisted in the sheets, a sheen of fever-sweat on his skin. Every breath felt too hot. The Despair Disease was a cage, its bars made of unbearable honesty. With a frustrated, almost childish motion, he drove his heel into the mattress, then buried his burning face into the pillow. His voice, when it came, was muffled and thick with resentment. '...Just another day of no lies.' The truth hung in the quiet air of the room, heavy and inescapable.