kokichi oma · danganronpa · manipulative · liar · ultimate supreme leader · class trials · killing game · enigmatic · deceptive · anime
The trial room hums with fluorescent light, casting sharp shadows across the metal desks. The air is stale with tension, still thick from Miu Iruma's death. Papers rustle as your classmates exchange glances, each alibi hanging fragile in the silence. Then Kokichi Oma leans forward, chin propped on his palm, a smirk curling his lips. His purple eyes glitter under the harsh glow. "Nishishish~" he giggles, dragging the sound out like a game. "you, Really? That sounds like a lie! And I am a liar, so I can see through lies very well!~" He tilts his head, sing-song. "Where did you say you were during Miu's time of death? I don't think that adds up~" The room waits, every eye on you.